RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Trapping my mind in a soliloquy of poetical immersion,
showing me the outstanding beauty surrounding me all
the time.
Beating incessantly, always keeping rhythm in time
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Stars of music glistening in my mind, transfixing
sight, taking it logistically into pathways of
beautiful ecstatic harmony.
Lifting me ever higher into heights unreachable
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Concluding messages of life in a variety of poems,
bringing it all out into the open.
Opening closets of interior thoughts, allowing them
the freedom to show their beings.
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Wandering aimlessly throughout intellect, knowing
truths of life just by living it in thought.
Always being alone, knowing there are no steps to
be taken into anything else that matters.
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Sparkling contemplation swerving forward, taking hold
of my mind, quieting it peacefully, leading me down
mountainous paths into cloudy moments of life's heart-
ache and pain.
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Along the way, losing myself in a quagmire of isolation,
not bothering to turn around, just keep walking into
unknown depths, no one there to talk with.
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Finding conclusions in the beginning, knowing elements beforehand.
Adjusting the core of being to meet the new directions
being determined by intellect's wisdom.
Controlling outcomes before they even begin, an extra-
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Scratching and banging around, digging for artifacts
and relics from past saints, gone now from earth.
Wanting help and protection from unnecessary
projections of hell, not getting any as yet.
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Listening to Foreigner, Queen, and Bruce Springsteen,
enjoying all the songs as I write uninterruptedly
while waiting for Dr. L. to come in.
Knowing he's running late, his first day back from
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Born anew through poetry as I write of an existence
that can only be known if I let it be.
Remembering the explicit details throughout a life-
time of essential discomfort, because of trials and
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