RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Thought processes racing around the clock, devising different
techniques to help people overcome aging and it's frailty,
there's got to be a way.
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Searching dimensions of intellect that lie neglected deep within
our minds, awaiting ideas to creatively be developed, holding on-
to the fantasies and imaginative processes of creativity.
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Watching two lovebirds, listening to them coo sweet nothings
to one another, so cute, loving how they can understand the
meaning of love.
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Soliloquies of music playing within, touching inventive thoughts
and ideas of intellect, taking this mind soaring into the wide
blue yonder of other dimensions beyond earthly limits.
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Curtailing limits put on us by other people who don't under-
stand the creative and intellectual process at all, living
in their materialistic world.
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Watching a bluened light spreading through mind and intellect
giving thoughts a spiritual boost while writing, a carefree
and light mood taking this mind into many atmospheres.
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Experiencing many self-realizations and truths when delving
into subconscious thoughts, for there everything is based on
fact and truth.
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Living in a colorful atmosphere filled with tones and sounds
of music and rhythm, living in their depths, expressions
being found of an innate understanding.
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Exercising mind and intellect through music, art and writing,
creating mathematical equations and fitting them to coded
rhythms that continually open the mind.
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Watching pennants waving and flapping in the breeze outside,
full of energy and excitement it seems.

Then suddenly falling still in the absence of a morning
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