RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Gentle foreboding, omens tickling inner fears with their
discovery.

Intimidating scores of educated learning, turning it
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Racing down tracks, collecting strains of music in synapses,
actually aligning them in rows of recurrent themes.

Stressing items of value, giving in to desires, yearning to
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Energies being stranded on edges of truth,
filtering lusters, of twilight skies,
pacing the length and breadth of heaven.
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Fragrantly existing in blossoms of thought,
sending their scents to all corners of my
mind, enticing words to form beautiful
sentences,
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Ocean waves swelling, foaming, caressing a large myriad of
rocks fallen from cliffs above.
Softly touching surfaces of wet rocks, feeling their
stubborn strength unyielding to the ocean's persistent
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Olden ages of yesterday creep around
outskirts of my mind, taking in their
environment, coping with particles of
grief past.
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Platforms of pious thought gather
like flocks of sheep.
Keeping pace with silent, unseen
rhythms, flowing through being's
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Banging around, fluctuating in rhythms of imagination
with careful abandon.
Studying melodies with silent beauty, saturating my
mind's eyes, taking in every nuance sent flying by in
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Selecting words for crosswords of my mind,
captures imagination.

Taking me on journeys through literature,
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Talking away, finding words to express feelings,
filling in blanks with newly made thoughts.

Justifying every nuance with aplomb and stances
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