RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Alive, free from derision, enjoying life with pleasure and a total
acceptance of what it has to offer each of us, immaculately pure,
wholesome and silently entertaining.
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Listening to the setting sun as it beckons with it's fading rays
of daylight, sadness at the ending of another day, yet knowing
that tomorrow will be greeted happily by it's rising face of
warmth and light.
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Looking beneath the surface of this day, finding a new horizon
awaiting our presence upon shores of another dimension and time
of peace.
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Alighting upon sands of another horizon created by an interior
subconsciousness and being dealt through imagination's reality
at hand.
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Sheltered life being lived in an expansive dimension of musical
rhythms where they grow and spread throughout an energetic mind
and intellect.
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Sequestered deeply within a solitary space of musical time,
sitting upon it's chords and tones related to life, search-
ing, delving deeply into a solitary confinement.
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Catching hold of an interior desire and passion being created by
the liveliness of this soul's imagination, feeling pleasurable
sensations taking hold.
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Day is disappearing slowly, methodically, like a melody being
played instrumentally and then fading into another time.

Eventually disappearing into a silent future beyond even
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Dwelling in depths of subconsciousness, cognizant of it's silent
beauty as rhythms play in processions of quiet serenity, giving a
delicate softness to innocent recollections interiorly.
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Living, trying to get it right, not knowing which direction to go,
guessing and hoping for the best, days and nights now blending,
practicing the wonder and mystery of this life.
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