RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Waking up, feeling great, sun brightening this morning
with it's shining glory.

Finding myself at the doctor's again, yet even that
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Reasons abound why I should give up and go my separate
way, yet then I see the beauty of my mind taking me
inside a vast universe that never bars me from it's
depths.
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Staying up late into the night, hoping to find a reprieve
from the insanity of humans trying to impose their beliefs
on others whether they want to be submerged in them or not.
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Wonder and curiosity opening up onto corridors of life,
letting all doors be opened wide to accommodate the
beauty of an interior contemplation.
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Sitting safely, listening to music on the radio and writing,
while deep inside my mind is churning, thinking of the many
people in San Francisco who have died.
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Imagine you are hiking down a long, deserted road, backpack
on your shoulders and a coca cola classic in your hand.

It's such a hot day that you finish your cola in a little
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Gnawing away at these insides is something that can't be
figured out, haunting and pushing me out into the night.

Riding without any goal, if trying to stop, can't seem
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Thousands of things that could be said in just as many ways,
feelings being lassoed and kept tied up inside.

Thinking to hide, yet reality is right outside, waiting to
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Running in and about, wanting to be held and loved, yet
not wanting it.

There's too much at stake to let go and dare to be your-
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Taking anger out on someone who loves you causes great
harm, pushing them away and out into the street without
realizing it.
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