RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wasted breath, filling lungs of grief,
unable to breathe on their own.
Lasting only moments in time,
inhaling and exhaling have both stopped
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Broken branches lying in the park.
Dying on their sides amongst blades of grass
protecting them carefully and quietly as they
struggle for one last ounce of strength and
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Stars gazing from the heavens, penetrating the hard crust of earth.
Seemingly stalking the skies in round about ways, never staying in
one place.
Roaming always, never finding peace or solace, pretending to
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Picture of lullabyes dance in my head,
caressing memories of childhood.
Lightly turning and focusing on good
times once had, enjoying the innocence
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Settling slowly in a corner of imagination,
looking around at it's spacious rooms.
Bright lights illuminating every aspect of
inner intellect in beautiful colors of
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Unrehearsed death comes only once in a lifetime.
We remain strangers on the outskirts of one
another until it is our time to expire.
Leaving life, no longer able to fend for itself
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Surrounded by the lifeless joy of human nature,
at times brings despair and sadness.
Remembering the good times and joy is the only
way to help people through the unending grief
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A silent voice calling us from afar,
bringing our souls together before
we ever meet face to face.
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