RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Consequences of laughter hiding within are spasmodic,
unpredictable, delightful and full of goodness.

Smiling contentedly at those around, who are caught
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Flowers gathered closely around a rock are bobbing their pretty little heads in a gentle morning breeze.
Not a care in the world, looking forward to being chosen as an ornament on someone's dinner table.
Or not.
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Young and old gathering at the center,
trying to give purpose and love to their children.
Taking steps to encourage life gives them the best
of natural education and hope.
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Twisting and shouting, taking a swing around the room, enjoying the attention being given him as he dirty dances to the rhythms of a country band.
Alleviating pockets of energy through the dancing of fabulous moves, striving for the best of everything in life's musical motions, asleep
at last.
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Walking down through abysses set inside, touching their darkness, reading their meanings through my senses.
Delivering messages to the world from within foreign walls of existence.
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Filling every ripple of disdain with heart-warming
feelings, softly cradling a being with soulful
wisdom and gentle caring.
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Snowboarding down mountainsides, reveling in the speed
as snow flies around me.
Loving the exhilaration, and cold wind racing across
my face, feeling alive inside and out.
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Skating across the ice of emotional turmoil, taking turns
and cutting them sideways, changing their equations.

Wanting to surmise many things not being possible, according
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Crazy and inane rhythms being sung just because of
the humor existing within it's essence.

An enjoyable pleasure, consuming my mind, taking
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Stepping onto the train of rhythm, collapsing onto the caboose,
trying to hold onto the tightly enclosed rhythms enclosing me
with the essence of a wonderful life of nature.
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