RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching wind on the other side of a window blow
nature in all directions, not caring what will
happen to it's fragile leaves and blossoms.
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Finding desires watching, awaiting recognition,
then sending thrills of expectation throughout
my being.
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A timely and beautiful melody being
played, taking to it totally.

Being in synch with the new seven
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Energy filtering into my being, taking me into an
inner atmosphere where I live even while dying.

Not minding the turmoil from this vantage point,
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Justification in life is readily at hand every
moment that it's lived.

Nothing having to be done to achieve it, just
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Exercising intellect, listening to music, a tribute
to the heroes of 9/11 that a friend wrote.

Awesome, fantastic lyrics and rhythm, exhilarating
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Formulating ideas and thoughts throughout music
being listened to.

Finding favor with it's flavorful rhythms as I
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Reading expressions on faces of people everywhere,
knowing instinctively what they are feeling deeply
inside.
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Recording everything seen and heard in life, living
through it as I write from photographic screens
daily.
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Considering all possibilities in this temporary life,
knowing that one day we live, one day we die, without
any warning whatsoever.
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