RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Quickened steps, running away from life,
expecting the world to stop and throw me
off.
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Mind strumming the guitar of my heart, placing me in hallways of yesterday's rhythms, giving all the pain I've felt through the years, words to process it and heal me.
Throughout the universe I've traveled in aisles of my mind, strumming the pain held inside through all these years.
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Howling like the wind, isolation of abandonment
stirs within me.
Taking away my livelihood and essence, leaving
me in an ocean of loneliness too large to exit
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Wandering through the woods of my mind,
watching others from behind tree trunks,
afraid to exit from their protection,
never trusting anyone to know me.
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Purposely flowing, listening to quiet rhymes of ingenuity and wisdom, letting them saturate my being with their intelligence.
Fulfilling every thought with novel ideas, glancing ahead, seeing the future brighten then darken with my last breath.
No where finding self, because I'm no longer here, I'm just a spirit of some people's memories.
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Crawling through the sky, lit with illumination from the moon.
Giving a yell and riding into the night with a promise of returning one day.
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Thoughtful interludes calm down travesties of life,
giving a peaceful atmosphere in which to write.
Elevating any idea that wishes to be known in poetical
works of art.
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Floating through the atmosphere, encased in a bubble of natural desire, wanting to be expressed in depth.
Pushing me into labyrinths of texture where I can explore the environment I've been landed in.
Watching as my curiosity discovers all types of things that I suddenly sense before me.
Cavorting in a circle of amusement as I write about all that I see and feel.
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Peacefully picturing clouds in skyways of imagination,
attempting to make myriad decisions on how to occupy
interior photos that never die down or disappear.
Delivering exceptional issues of personality onto piers
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Years of experience holding one another,
stepping together in time over rough
roads of trials and strife.
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