RoseAnn V. Shawiak Senses Poems

Strolling into the morning light, shadows following carfully,
making sure not to get stepped on, nature bowing down as I
walk by.
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Relishing life with an energy and gusto, excelling in an
environment of intellect.

Riding waves of nature, finding many landscapes to walk
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Senses awakening in the middle of the night, wondering
what is going on, why are they rubbing the sleep from
their eyes right now.
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Textures of things are felt by sensations, touching my brain scientifically, helping to feel them through writing.

Totally immersed, touching thoughts with all feelings, traveling throughout
life in imagination.
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Drumming along without a care in mind,
tangling thoughts along the way.

Matching beats to melodies, counting
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Exciting, daring music of a fiddle to take us on a ride
through adventure and life in an imposing string of
rhythms, living life.
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Rhythms turning this head, mind delving straight into them,
feeling them touching senses, awakening and refreshing each
of them.
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Sometimes when awakening we develop intuitive senses
that have been accumulating ideas and thoughts, amass-
ing a spirituality of being.
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Walking through the silence of death, not able to find
my way, being in an absolute and total truth that can-
not be denied.
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Hollow and lifeless, feeling emptiness filling the void
within my heart.

Lonesome and abandoned in this world, holding onto a
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Delicate balance of nature perched insecurely on branches
of life, looking out upon the world, seeing details that
unfold right before my eyes.
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Slurring lyrics into rhythms, trying to straighten them out, untangling them in sequences of life-expanding explanations, hoping they will be correct innately.

Being surprised as they begin to code themselves in rhythms of colors skating around the dance floor, enjoying music totally, opening up mind and intellect.
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Rhythms balancing, titillating heart and spirit as they pick up speed and run away with its positive senses and feelings, moving into interior realms of an intense spirituality.

Skipping around like a child, bringing feelings of joy and excitement into the midst of thoughts merging and blend-
ing in with creative ideas, as they play interiorly all the time.
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Riding along in measures of rhythms, being touched by their
intense vibrations that are needed, brain loving their
senses and sensations that constantly are being triggered
and absorbed in subconsciousness.
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Mind reading life through senses intensely livid, touching
upon this human brain, titillated from within a subconscious-
ness that does favors through music and innate talent.
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Running through fields of roses, spirits touching senses,
bringing joy and delight to this interior being, soothing
and pleasant feelings jumping to attention.
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Lasting and loving throughout life, hoping for peace and serenity
to still our hearts and minds, keeping and giving soothing rhythms
of music to each other.
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Striding down roads in life, thinking being done deep in our minds,
almost totally day-dreaming in an afternoon sun.

Mind-blowing senses of rhythm blossoming into songs of delight,
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Silently finding ways to envelope intellect with spirituality,
loving the amazing results every time.

Exciting and refreshing whenever it happens, this morning
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9: 22 a.m.
Taking chances throughout the night, finding moments
that are filled with vacant spaces.
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Striving daily for some sort of reason, qualifying all
the suffering and turmoil that we ago through continually
on this earth.
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Wallowing on shores of sand, missing tides of tears rising
and falling into sentiments of tired senses as they continue
to reach into dimensions that never are fulfilled again.
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Still and quiet, music pleasing all my senses as I
listen intently to each coded rhythm.

Swirling contentment soaring through me, tantalizing
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An amazing sound vibrating my mind, sensations of lively
and intense motions are filling my being.

Listening to music from Southern India, letting it take
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Reacting totally to rhythmic beats of a past that continues
to haunt with it's ghosts.

Being constantly taunted by the memories, finding that only
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Life is a continual wheel, turning through the years to
moments of time.

Eternity not taken into consideration, because it lasts
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Dreaming of things that might come true and last forever,
but when awakening, knowing this is not always possible
in daylight hours.
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Voices singing, coming quietly into my environment like whispers
of past memories, once asleep deep in subconsciousness.

Soaring into the atmosphere, creating many ideas, forming them
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Quickly dancing to melodies set in rhythmic patterns for all
to hear and see in sequence.
Living on edges of beauty, finding there is everything inside,
fulfilling inner desires, while a mind describes every detail
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Reaching forward,
touching something in my mind, awakening,
stirring it's appearance into frothy acquiescence.
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Awakening, wiping sleep from my eyes, looking around at the
world, seeing it's beauty saturating all senses, tantalizing
mind and intellect with an intense curiosity.
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Billowing like a sail upon the sea, reaching interiorly
where all senses lie untamed, ready to do whatever they
want in this life.
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Awakening every sense of being, delivering intense images,
feelings and emotions throughout intellect, a wonderful,
quiet soothing picture of another life.
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Traipsing through this morning, looking forward to it's
every moment, expecting many senses of exhilaration
before this day is done.
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Senses are being drummed by rhythm's beats, gently touching
this mind and reviving it's energy.

Bits and pieces are being gathered together, watching notes
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Focusing entirely on the beauty of a rhythm,
a particular favorite of mine since first
hearing it.
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Looking back into evening, yet seeing the blue skies
of an early morning, settling into and taking up
room, sending senses of pleasure throughout being.
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Dreams having been fulfilled throughout the night,
now spilling into intellect through the light of
day.
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Stillness of morning falls gently upon this mind as
nature beckons silently and vibrantly within, teasing
senses with sights of beauty.
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Shutting down interior senses, attempting to keep emotions
at bay, not wanting to experience any of the feelings
trying to escape and cause a commotion.
No one understanding the deep hurt that was placed in a
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Lingering smells of nature's desert, deepen my senses
beyond life and it's closely hewn formations.

Selecting adjacent corners of the universe, holding
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Full-bodied musical essences filling
my being with exuberant feelings of
joy, elating senses of interior
being.
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Aimlessly wandering down pathways of a mind, coinciding with a
painting, hanging on the wall.

A scene of beauty, a little Italian town of serenity sitting
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Naturally balanced in rhythmical stances,
covering atmosphere's with a quality of
writing.
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Beautiful scenery passes through this mind of beautiful access,
taking thoughts indelibly on travels with pleasure and anticipation.
Noting everything along pathways of adjacent spirituality,
picking up spirits of kindness, embroidering all senses
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Circles and spheres are two different statistics of intellect
that roll around and encrypt patterns of thought processes in
reality and imagination.
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Looking deeply into a bluened light of spirituality and con-
templation, finding faith, hope and energy increasing daily,
watching as life is being fulfilled through purpose of destiny.
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Heeding inner senses, touching interiorly, my soul, music develops talent within, giving me something to look forward to in my mind.
Soothing nerves, giving me mere moments to associate and take time to gather in what is going on in my being.
Notwithstanding, life is difficult, full of pain and at times not worth it's weight in gold.
Yet, here I sit listening and taking in rhythms from melody's heaven-sent talents.
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