RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wringing sponges of my mind, watching fluid ideas come
pouring out into intellect, giving them a place to ex-
plore and be expressed in lightening of imagination.
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A sadness falling with it's many tear drops and salted
taste upon this mind.

Tempting thoughts of suicide playing soccer with drops
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Rhythms waking my mind, keeping time with thoughts that
are being generated within intellect.

Totally immersed in melodies of rhythm, taking time to
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Strolling through intellect, heart being touched by the
memories being brought up in the light of this brand new
morning.
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Gently surmising and listening to heavenly whispers,
telling me of things to come, looking forward to them.

A glance at the beauty awaiting, a feeling of happiness
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Seldom thinking beyond the moment at hand, just letting
my mind have it's way, words flowing, thoughts being
generated by intellect and giving many poems to write
ideas into.
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Running away from life many times throughout the years,
not wanting to face it's myriad troubles and dutiful
stress.
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Born to run all our lives, we delve into our careers,
education and families, hoping to find fulfillment
and promise somewhere among them.
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Rotating and gyrating into sections of life that are
opening and receiving it, taking steps to provide
many aspects of interior worth.
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Walking into denizens of life, not knowing what to
expect at any given moment.

A total expectation of things yet to come into being,
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