RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Being warmed by this morning Arizona sun, feeling good,
as it hugs my being with just the right temperature.

People sitting all around me, talking, ignoring me as
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Not caring what's going on everywhere else, listening to
the music playing in my mind, letting it stir imagination
with many fantasies, thoughts and meanings.
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Lengthy discussions often leading to frustration because
of differing opinions, unable to compromise at all.

At times tempers flaring, words spoken out of anger, only
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Lightening striking in an inner atmosphere, waking many
thoughts, making them electrically clear.

Moments turning around, at attention, listening to coded
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Silence pouring upon my being, drenching my mind with
it's perfect rhythm touching my soul in unison with
notes being played.
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Tailgating through a myriad of thoughts, ideas and concepts,
finding the wonder of life hiding within each of them.

Curiosity abounding, taking me into circles of wonder,
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Brick hard thoughts building themselves alongside of
ideas, awaiting intellect to investigate them from
every angle, leaving nothing out.
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Open slits of windows showing the world outside, filled
with nature building upon it's essence through poetry,
living in a contemporary isolation.
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Being silent, thinking, staying in an atmosphere bluened
by the Divine, checking and keeping time in measures of
rhythmic music.
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Calling from depths of another's future, stepping noise-
lessly through cellars of decrepit silence, masks of
seriousness etched in granite faces.
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