RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Empty spaces of desert plains are suddenly filled
with the essence of my soul as I write it into
existence for all to see.
Penetrating thoughts refill my being as I
continually empty myself of everything in poetry.
Listening interiorly to whispers of treasured
images, assigning each of them into a place of
Holding everything inside, reaching in when
needed, to gather all ideas into submission of
dated imagination and then set free.
Exposed to the world in lightened moods of
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