RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Peeking into shadows of death, knowing it's depths surround
me now even as I write here alone, faith holding me tightly,
reminding my heart of the hope being held within.
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Walking about, listening to rhythms as my heart beats in time
with them, leading me carefully into a future that is awaiting
my arrival.
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Many times losing myself in another dimension no one beside
me, living a dream of reality that's being created within
my mind and intellect.
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Wondering my dear if you still feel the same way as I do,
does your heart still beat in unison with mine as we make
love in the night.
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Dreams running straight into reality as life opens it's arms
to my being and intellect, mind always open, absorbing every-
thing seen and learned.
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Mind awakened by rhythms lilting throughout my mind, touch-
ing feelings and emotions intensely, usurping sanity at
times through loss and grief that've certainly filled my life.
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Being awakened from a reverie in another universe, having
been fully engrossed in learning what lay there in pages
of my mind and intellect.
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Necessities of life are scarce nowadays, too many people are
homeless here in the U.S.A., especially our Veterans, that
shame falls upon our politicians and Obama.
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Ready, willing and able to get back on track once again,
needing surgery to fix what's wrong, eleven or more in
fact.
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Lively, vivid and energetic, this poetical mind always ready
to create and develop ideas, a never-ending repertoire of a
poetical life.
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