RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Strumming indefinitely on roads of life,
emitting signals and codes of literature
along the way.
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Lasting songs filling my mind with aged memories of youth.

Walking through the desert on the way to school, carrying
a transistor radio I received as a present the year before
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Relaxing, feeling stress ebb away as I
write on lines from within my hiding space.

Tranquil, calm, using brain cells to cope
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Desert mountains scarred for centuries,
swept with a man-made fire, destroying
wildlife, flowers and fauna.
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Assisting life's motives while breathing deeply of
nature's aroma.
Listening to it's touch, feeling it gently remove
my senses into realms above earth.
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Situations combining with reality's edges,
combing desert sands for traces of knowledge
left there long ago.
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Getting lost within, losing sight of banal horizons,
leaving behind, many unnecessary tempos that no
longer match my rhythms.
Soaring over yesterday's boundaries, finding new
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Barrels of resignation float upon waves,
tranquil and precise, forming new outlets
for past memories.
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Indentations upon mountains, darken, cool down,
become havens for nighttime shadows of death.

Set deeply into nature's abode, abiding carefully,
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