RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Simply and easily sifting through thoughts as they
silently fall into intellect.

No guests or impartial people around, just self alone,
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Finding empty spaces in life, trying to hide within
them secretly, having a safe haven interiorly where
no one can find me unless I want to be found.
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Really taking to heart the music that lifts my spirits
into upper levels of intellect, giving me new ways of
looking at things.
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Living each day changes everything, nothing ever
staying the same, there's nothing we can really
rely on in this temporary life.
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Celebrating the existence of being a mere poet,
looking into the universe for ideas that I can
form and shape into brand new creations.
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All in the past, our lives now existing only in memories,
even what we have done just yesterday is no longer able
to be relived except in our minds.
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Taking to the skies, living for the independence and
freedom it gives to me interiorly, adjusting life to
fit visions that come to mind whenever writing poetry.
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Vibrations carrying me throughout rhythms being listened
to, fully alive and intellectually intact, being kept and
cherished deep within an interior life.
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Swaying and rocking to melodies interiorly, taking me
soaring into an intellectual atmosphere where only I
exist.
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Never having had a manicure or pedicure, no pretty dresses
or jewelry anymore for I'm unable to work according to my
doctors, it's too much stress.
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