RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Walled behind thoughts of yesterday, gradually turning away
from past tears, an individual stands alone in the middle
of a desert sandstorm.
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Heart-felt thoughts being touched by my mind, delving
into abysses and caverns, seeing everything lying there.
Being amazed at it's beauty that can't be seen unless
I express it in words.
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Hemmed in by many thoughts and feelings of the past, each day lasts forever in my mind.
Wanting to erase or get rid of all the memories, I succeed only in getting trapped by them.
Wishing doesn't change a thing - nor does getting angry.
If nothing had ever been left to chance, many memories could remain sweet and undefiled.
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Looking into a back corner where a D.J. sits,
monitoring his karaoke machine.
Keeping songs in line to be sung by people
waiting for their turns.
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Sounds of night, silent under the stars, afraid to speak
or move.

Frightened as a baby bird when falling from it's nest,
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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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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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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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Bluened sight interiorly grasping my moods
and turning me into myself.
Finding no where to go in this dismal life.
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