RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Brilliant yellow sun, touching my eyes and mind
with it's luminescent beauty as it sits beneath
desert mountains, holding their breath as night-
time falls upon them with a full moon of
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Little beauty, walking through nature's bountiful
treasures, learning about their senses and combining
them with hers.
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Tomorrow will be another motionless, waveless day
in this world.
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Trouble constantly filling corners of life in varied
situations and odd circumstances, tending to people's
anger and hatred.
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Chugging easily around horizon's edges, listening for
sounds of beginning beauty to penetrate an interior
environment.
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Saturated beyond belief with untold sorrow,
frantically swimming to keep my head above
water.
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Journeying alone, taking steps off-road, hoping to
find new locations of words and meanings in the next
dimension.
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Taking chances, running wild, escaping the boredom of
daily living and taking things that make me feel alive.

Those where I choose to challenge death and stand up
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Numbered balls of destiny rolling and being hit
around a table with a mighty stick of superiority.

Tricking and playing unsound wisdom of this
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Superfluity of life extends itself into every day
business, filling hours and minutes with existence
throughout earthly moments.
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