RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Covering my tracks left in imprints on snowy fields of
photographic screens in a brain, not wanting anyone to
be able to follow these thoughts or points of view.
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Roses blooming in thoughts of prose, giving me pleasure as
I watch them blossom, enriching this mind with plentiful
images.
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Riding waves of life into depths of interior oceans,
swimming through abodes of sea life, seeing brilliant
colors and difficult entrances into some of the
tunneled caverns formed by lava and earthquakes from
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Continuing education being given through interior wisdom,
which has been opened wide within this being.

Alert, awake and aware, enjoying the pleasant videos of
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Cool Arizona winter morning, waiting outside the pain
center for someone to open and unlock the door.

Looking out across the parking lot, watching traffic
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Thinking being held closely, as I enjoy the peaceful
pleasure of it, dancing in imagination.

Entering gateways of fantasy, coming alive in these
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Racing into skyways, soaring on tips of pens,
enticing words to fall onto paper.

Gathering momentum, reeling from the speed of sound,
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Gardens of Eden lie before us in magnificent
splendor, giving off varied colors, passing
through many dimensions even as I watch them
this very moment.
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Flowering in depths of mind gardens, watching beginning buds
open their eyes, slowly blossoming through the morning.

Beautiful essences cooperating with artistic grace as it
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Looking out the windows, seeing trees beckoning shyly
here inside.

Major varieties of them, all standing about, some regal,
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