RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Curiously wondering at trials of life's hidden
agenda's, thinking ahead without a vision.
Stepping on other's, scrunching them into another
existence so progress can deal it's heavy blows.
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Saturated beyond belief, facets of life crumple and
dive headlong into imaginations's quiet respite.
Longingly skating across and through memories,
waking senses long since deadened.
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Aphid-like, sorting out which way to go, taking off
on wings of freedom, nothing standing in the way.
To live life this way would be a glorious situation,
one which is simple and didactic, worthy of interior
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Waiting an eternity for just one moment in time is
difficult, but never minded as it's memory continues
to help us progress through time to our next awaited
moment.
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Peaceful quiet, stretching across a vast desert
landscape.
A quaint ranch hidden within, following days of
old by becoming, all on it's desolate own.
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Fanning rhythms in succession, giving them a breath of fresh air as they sing from a voice, sitting and enjoying karaoke night.
All eyes upon her, listening carefully, knowing that their turns will be coming up soon.
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Strings holding thoughts, tying them down to earth to keep them from floating away into depths of the universe or outer space.
Catching every phrase as it falls into my mind, illuminating the clues needed to explain the mysteries of an inner environment.
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Sensing someone beyond sight as a song is being sung from when she was still living on earth, herself.
Quiet intensity holding my mind as I remember the exacting perfect pitch she used to sing in.
A woman remaining in memory for being crazy loving you.
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Children gathered in an automatic circle, looking down,
examining a baby cricket.
Exclaiming how little and cute it is - taking care and
finding food for it to eat.
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Nature dreaming visions into versions of longtime
family events.

Searching through storehouses of interior imagination
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