RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Lying still in the middle of the night, listening to your heart
beating with my head gently upon your chest, my love, looking
at your peaceful face as you lie sleeping peacefully.
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Symphony and ballet blended together to write poetry into
a land of excitement and passion.

Sending rhythms throughout the wilderness of imagination
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Volumes of music filled with mystery and magic flowing through
a poetical intellect, sharing wonder and beauty with the world
through poetry and classical music being composed and written.
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Genuinely being enticed by inner rhythms as they are nurtured,
blossoming all over the world in poetry to be shared with
others.
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Memories dangling like earrings from my mind, always present and
beautiful, thoughtful, viable and constant, a treasure trove of
ideas, concepts and data to go through when writing.
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Mind tired and weary after a long day of running around, doing
shopping, errands, spending time with my sons, enjoying our
time together.
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Hiding behind curtains of life, watching everything happening and
not being a part of it today, hoping to stay invisible in order
to write poetry.
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Pathways of life shimmer and shine before me like glittering diamonds
waiting to be mined and made into something brilliantly creative, walk-
ing along sandy shores picking up these gems, sometimes looking at them
from every angle.
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Riding along, surfing, coasting upon effervescent tides of the
future, looking around, seeing many possibilities at hand, want-
ing to take advantage of them all.
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Early morning, waking to a beautiful sunrise filled with vibrant
colors, enticing this artistic and poetical mind into painting,
through imagery and poetry.
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