RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Tempted by rhythms taking me into depths of music and
the joy it always fills me with.

Enthralled and filling me with the essence of tempos
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Being caught up in the strings of suffering, having
the tenacity to break free until the next time.

Tears still falling, heart breaking in time with the
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Taking steps through rhythms, finding an equality in life
through music filled with equations and their tones.

Lifting spirits that satisfy elements of danger and peril
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Silent, pacing self with tempos and beats, music playing
softly within my mind.

Never hearing anything, but it's melody and harmony,
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Teaching my eyes through intellect to see details and
minute specks of life that all have meaning in some
form or another.
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Winter has snuck up with a cold blast into the atmosphere,
collecting rain to throw down upon earth in buckets for
days on end.
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Hearts of stone, strengthened by heartbreak
and pain of lost love, not wanting to be hurt
anymore.
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Head bowed, hung in the cycle of death, not able to lift
itself and see the sparkle of life all around me.

Drifting slowly in sounds of eerie mystery and mystical
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Little girls talking, laughing, teasing their older
brother who seems to be taking it good naturedly so
far anyway.
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Penetrating an atmosphere of silent stillness, my being
going interiorly, finding the peace that I desperately
need right now.
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