RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Inner blues touching this mind with their reflections of
sorrow, thoughtfully held in the heart of a photographic
memory.
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Tippling and pouring forth the perfection of life,
giving it an essence from above.

Noting that all of life holds onto a certain motive
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Ripples across the canal, wavering in an afternoon breeze,
reminding me of many times, fishing at our Arizona lakes.

Always having a great time, resting in the beauty of our
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Racing to the finish line, wanting to cross over to the
other side.

Never faltering or wavering, heading straight for it's
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Riding into the sunrise just because I am feeling contrary
today, not wanting to write the ordinary.

Sour grapes hanging in this mind, waiting for the right
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Defying certain things in life, hoping to be energized
in times of loss, yet falling beneath life's curtains
of sorrow.
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Laughing, joyfully watching seniors dancing and having
a great time, doing what they love to do.

Hoping to be as energetic as these eighty and ninety
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Sitting here at Buddy Stubbs, enjoying their delicious
bar-b-que and live band.

A wonderful experience that I enjoy the last Saturday
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Excited, elated, happy to be with friends, talking,
feeding my brain with intellectual food from our
conversations.
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Brightness of the twilight hanging in the sky above,
lighting the footpaths as we wend our way through
the darkness.
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