RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Empty being wandering through the years, totally open
to whatever God needs to be done for others, a realiz-
ation of need that so many people have within them.
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Paddling an imaginary canoe down a slow-moving river,
seeing sights of nature on either side, a lifting up
of spirits bringing satisfaction and a spark of joy
in the process.
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Sitting in doctors waiting rooms is at times very
interesting, some people are awesome and conversa-
tions begin.
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Music outlasting everything in life, having surgery,
going to rehab, having radiation, wondering what will
happen next.
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Opening minds to honesty, truth and contemplation in a
world filled with evil, greed and dishonesty, taking
hold of those who are weak, wanting power and control.
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Living life in its extremes through the years, dealing
with the hardships, sacrifices and painstaking futility
of just being human.
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Listening to people singing what they've gone through in
this life, tears being shed because others can relate to
what their words are saying.
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Soaring into the unknown, anticipating the wonder that will
be shown to this poet from another dimension, emptiness here
is so serene, peacefully touching this poetical being.
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Birds of a feather fly together its been said over the
years, just like minds come together in individual
thoughts, silently mingling in mountainous forests and
deserts.
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Laid-back melodies entering this poetical brain gently,
calmly, exciting neurons and synapses in measures and
tempos of an interior life.
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