RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Ratcheting every motion to beats of
melodies, turning up the volume so
I don't miss a single note, wanting
only to enjoy myself.
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Somber thoughts, saddened feelings, hearing that
a friend is again in the hospital with major
problems.
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Recollecting thought with good friends, praying for each
other, hoping everything will be good.

Straining to hear whispers from heaven descend upon me,
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Sliding down routes never before taken towards the future
in hearses of blackened mourning.

Staring straight ahead, opening my mind to any and all
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Rushing to meet the steady beats of a sixties song
that always gives my heart great joy.

Needlessly saying to play it day and night, as it's
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Settling into a rhythm of pure love, wanting explanations
to be given explicitly in prose.

Loving and giving, going hand in hand down aisles of many
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Wandering aimlessly, thinking of so many unfair policies
and regulations governing rehab centers.

Arcane ideas being used to perpetrate crimes of seeming
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Searching through crowds of people throughout life,
looking for the one who will understand and want to
know me for who I am.
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Receiving mental codes into poetry, enlivening my spirit
like never before.

A mystery undefined in history, yet it is being done in
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Wondering, sitting here, moved to another room because of
a fire in my room.

It started in the bathroom light fixture, I was told, fire-
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