RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Forsaken and lonely, waiting on death's doorstep for
a better world beyond.
Daydreaming of a life now past, looking to the future
with hesitant apprehension at times.
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Standing in a place, empty, no one around waiting impatiently
for a bus that is way too late.

Noises suddenly occur behind and turning I see hordes of boys
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Traveling alone along life's shores, looking out towards
a vast beyond.

Feeling peace stir with every crashing wave, watching
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Looking about, noticing the crowd here at the MLK breakfast,
thinking we have come a long way since 1961.

Back then, moving to Arizona in December, we had to travel
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Growing older, maturity has grown full circle,
now it's seen as an arc with a beginning and
end, life having been lived in the middle.
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In between grief and grieving right now.

Afraid to share the past burden of it
because I know there will soon be a fresh
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Yes, pain does come in all forms, loss, having cancer,
being bullied, not being loved in return, others put-
ting you down or looking down on you.
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Sincerely taking life into my heart, as it touches my mind,
forgiving and solidifying total meanings of propriety.

Flowing gently into nighttime darkness, being led only by
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Listening from right to left at rhythms combining themselves
in this mind, enlivening spirits whenever saddened by plights
in life.
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