RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Posterior emblems coincide incidentally with past dreams in coded manifestations of present graphics.
All are set silently in orders unknown to anyone else in the world.
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Higher than the atmosphere, I feel myself within clouds,
looking down upon earth, wondering when I'm going to crash.
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All instruments playing in symphonies of intellect,
each one touching particles that are brought to life,
sparked by the enlightenment of their touch.
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Taking turns twisting around in a swing of childhood.

Listening to yesterday's calls to come home and
remembering the safety that was attached to that tone
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Rolling down streets full of cars,
taking people into realms of other dimensions,
feeling their ways in foggy mists of yesterday's memories.
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Swooning in melodies, thinking of a full moon
in the darkness of yesterday's evening.
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People flying about the office, rushing to meet deadlines
and get jobs done.
Hurriedly copying papers, checking data and running back
to hide in their offices.
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Quality timing standing alone, awaiting someone to begin
growing closer.

Standing in lines of resentment, broken hearts held in
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Reaching for ropes to pull me across chasms of life.
Hoping to hold on and not fall into the abysses
created by suffering during life's trials.
Soundly taking everything by the horns and committing
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Silent waiting now ended, our Granddaughter's born at 3: 20 p.m.
Life has opened wide it's arms for another little individual,
and family is happy because all the waiting is over.
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