RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Steady beats taking their time, making sure melodies have
their share of rhythms being coded in lighthearted harmonies
and rapid measures moving faster than the sound of lightening.
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Guitar being sliced and picked at the same time, filing
out into the room with an intensely lighted fervor that
keeps on expanding on its own.
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One after another, thoughts coming into this mind, feeling
their intensity as they reach out and touch mind and in-
tellect with an ideal sense of feeling.
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Swinging in this evening with melodies and harmonies that
fill up this mind to overflowing, a tension being released
as these rhythms fall about like leaves from trees in fall.
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Settling into moods of peaceful interludes, accepting the
intense feelings that they bring up, intercepting and then
placing them wherever they seem to fit in puzzles of life.
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Rocking and rolling rapidly and intensely right into the
center of melodies that keep on rocking this mind, feel-
ing delicate, positive emotions as they keep cropping up.
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Moving to the sound of another dimension, tunneling into
the conservatory of a blessed image, always holding onto
hope and faith as it follows pathways no one else seems
to notice in their daily life.
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Somehow Houston and other places find their ways into many
songs throughout the years, coming closer than ever before,
tasting the sweet nectar of music.
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Dedicated to K., a slice of heaven soaking in rhythms being
played by his Dad and the rest of the band, dancing on edges
of a wagon wheel as it spins and circles life in intense
motions.
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Excitement thrilling the mind of this poet, enlightening and
giving an insight that seems to come directly from heaven
above.
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