RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Searching the world over, looking for love somewhere in this
universe, hopefully close to me somewhere.

Taking steps carefully into waves of ocean tides, placing my
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Education today is very poor, our children are on lower
levels of learning.

Classrooms are geared nowadays to the smallest percentage
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Senses combining and blending with rhythms, enjoining
tabulations of mathematical equations, allowing this
mind to figure out many calculations sent into it's
depths.
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Silent, self-deprecating, feeling worthless, no reason to
be seen, just something from the past, a memory perhaps,
bringing feelings of loneliness.
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Placid, joyless, sitting in a darkened gray morning,
having missed a phone call from my soul mate.

Wishing he'd call back and talk, nothing happening
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Bluened sight interiorly grasping my moods
and turning me into myself.
Finding no where to go in this dismal life.
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Relapsing into a coma of sorts, only this time on purpose,
in a design, just trying to replicate what happened before.

Many concepts and puzzle pictures are forming a picture of
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Lovely days of winter, striking chords, rhythmically, in
tune with a birthday song, sung just for an Italian gentle-
man.
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Energized by an article written on racism in America, while
reading it, seeing the misconceptions people in India and
other countries around the world have of America.
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Soothing this interior spirit, filling it with a peaceful
serenity that cannot be taken, whether you get mad or not.

You are an entity without and can be blocked from the
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