RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

People not knowing who I am, never taking a second look
as they pass by me.

Unconcerned, going my own way, knowing deeply within,
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Picking self up, taking off, soaring into infinite
possibilities held in life's treasure chests.

Believing in the beauty of existence and creation,
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Watching gusting winds outdoors, blowing brazenly through-
out the courtyard, grasping hold of our American flag,
helping it to flow into the air and wave bravely for our
country no matter what state it is in.
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Recognizing aspects of life as they shape and form in
the center of my mind.

Expanding and contributing to many facets of an interior
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Rarely joining in anywhere, preferring to be alone with
writing, nothing to think about other than that.

Watching and wandering into the darkness, unafraid,
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Soothing, calming, softly, whispers speak of things
beyond life, leaving them quietly lying in intellect
where they're being interpreted and left in one poem
after another.
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Getting nowhere in life, yet writing poetry that soars
into other people's lives honestly and truthfully.

Always unedited, pure and innocent, writing in this
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Gathering particles and fibers of being, allowing them
each to grow in their own times, flowering in interior
universes, their scents filling this mind with wonderful
aromas.
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Incessantly thinking and writing in an atmosphere above
this earth.

Playfully entering imagination, taking it by the hand
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Reaching into heaven, being scorched by rays of a hot, hot
sun, yet doing it anyway.

Focusing and touching words of ability, taking out every
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