RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Ringing in the complacent mood I'm gathering - live music hitting my being.
Sololy portraying life as I write, giving an essence to everything I see here in poetry.
Slashing and sliding up and down a guitar, giving me such exquisite feelings that I never want to die, only live to hear it for all eternity.
Music causing me to dive into realms of imagination as I move constantly forward in processions of poetical musings.
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Searching through many ideas, inventing things as I go along with
peaceful thoughts being generated in my mind.
Never leaving anything to chance, beginning with a word of
happenstance.
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Wishing the time could be stopped for a day or two -
or maybe longer, so I could continue to stay in this
place of energetic musical writing.
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Thoughts coalescing inside, meeting with an intrepid silence of unfulfilled love that once promised to be mine forever.
Now, all that's left of it's beautiful feelings are bittersweet tears filling chalices of remorse through the years.
Wanting so much more from what we used to have, now I sit in saddened dejection, playing music in depths of lonely emptiness.
Alone in life, bereft of companionship as I play emotions in spaces of musical measures.
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Soothing my soul in depths of rock and roll, quieting my spirit and releasing any and all tension from within.
Silence filling me with a joyful serenity as I swim and dive in magnificent rhythms being played in an Arizona morning that will continue into the afternoon.
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Walking into a silent solace, not knowing what to expect as I turn each darkened corner.
Expecting the unexpected, praying to be given beauty and nature in abundant picturesque landscapes.
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