RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Feeling closely, melodies stirring words within,
sorting, energizing, spitting them out as musical
scores of poetry throughout this book.
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Reading in deep breaths of words and images,
collectively creating volumes and books of
amazing poetry.
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Searching hearts for decency and integrity amongst
unscrupulous, discriminating people is hopeless.

Lies abound, faceless rumors are portrayed and
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Playing melodic strings of a heart, churning
and stirring images and memories of a life
left behind on a desert plain.
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Feeling like a rowboat pulled ashore,
no adventures or excitement in sight.

Scraping the bottom on sugary sand,
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Wrote this poem just now, right in front of my computer,
at my desk, because doing so irked me no end.

Whomever's idea this was, just seems to be an invasion
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Writing poetry and wanting to share it with the
world is at the heart of the matter.

Knowing it will be read by others and commented
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Early morning test, needing to be done for another doctor.

Sitting in a waiting room where there are two little girls
playing on their leapster.
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Reflecting mirrors hanging in my mind, showing depths of
today's essence in pictures.

Looking and reminiscing, while enjoying images of memories,
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Calmly thinking, letting
thoughts travel their own
routes.
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