RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Shades of darkness descend upon this mind, hiding the
sorrow and grief as it is being felt intently within
my soul.
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Surprising entreaties coming from all directions,
gathering many people into the essence of my soul.

Withdrawing from edges of sorrow and climbing into
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Stone stillness enfolds a mind in an inner universe,
standing alone, thinking of all that is mathematically
congruent.
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Scientific equations flow into existence, brought to light
through intellect and imaginative ideas.

As they create explicit formulas to invest in these new
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Growing interiorly, surpassing all expectations, according
to many other brilliant people.

Merely being the poet I was born to be, writing day in and
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Sincerely wanting to find a space in nature to lie down
and go to meet my maker.

Loving life, yet tiring of it's sleepless and endless
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Sun shining brilliantly from behind storm clouds, winds
kicking up their heels, getting ready to blow and bluster
through the desert.
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Following the lead of Mother Nature, calmly sitting
in the midst of a coming storm, enjoying it's passive
comfort while I can.
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Recalling times of past writing, remembering exactly what
I was doing, sitting, the music that I was listening to.

Seeing pictures of the poems flash before me interiorly
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Flowers dried and brown, lying crumpled in a vase out of
the way and in a corner.

Bothering no one, lying in their death, wishing to have
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