RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Life is lying on edges of reality, looking over, desire
rising wanting to fall off and put it to rest once and
for all.
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Carefully stepping in time with the rhythms of life,
setting an inner metronome to the measures of time.

Allowing poetry to follow it's leads in coded aspects
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Knowing and questioning everything anyway gives a
great interest in life's manifestations.

Even smoothly accepting in stride, the turmoil that
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Sitting quietly, steeping in sorrow, sadness falling from
eyes in misty drops of past joys.

Unwanted feelings brought by grief, hanging upon branches
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Figures of speech go skating around the rink of literature,
creating an energy of contemplation that takes off soaring
into a poetical atmosphere.
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Silently grieving for a lost sequence set in poetical rhymes,
having disappeared within minutes and not been able to be
found.
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Suspended in an interior peace, filling my soul with
an ecstatic serenity, keeping me totally in synch with
rhythms of this heart.
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Going through avenues of incessant thoughts, alighting on
certain ones, allowing poems to be written in measures of
time.
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Meeting on trails of yesterday's forests, watching
children at play, and joining in the laughter of
Mother Nature.
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Sitting here in an elite mall, where the rich like to shop
and eat at it's many restaurants of delicacy and high prices.

Feeling at ease anyway, waiting to meet with a scientist to
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