RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Riding through adversity in saddles of desert beauty,
barren and arid.

Following an exact amount of measures, noting adjacent
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Tell-tale signs beleaguer the mind as we age into
our sunsets without our youth.

Taking thoughts gently in sorrow, we constantly
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Stretching and groaning our way down lanes of peaceful
memories, trying to not let them get us down all the time.
Startling images falling into our lines of vision, we step
into our future horizons, walking in it's warm sands.
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Watching reflections in windows of memories,
glancing into the past with eyes wide open.
Touching past feelings and seeing glimpses
of hereditary history in it's making.
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Bells ringing in my mind,
pealing laughter and happiness
throughout time.
Sudden depressions of fallacies
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Nature beckons me through glass windows, enticing my
soul to look out and find peace that always resides
within.
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Sun filtering through, touching me warmly with it's
cuddling glow.
Brightly standing about, treating all of nature to
it's generous thoughtful food of life.
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Sticks in hands, music in mind, trafficking in
sublime melodies orchestrated innately from
interior talent and knowledge.
A way of expressing emotions and paths of speech
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Silently, the rain falls within me, cleansing my
intellect as it steadily renews my mind.
Refreshing it souly, giving a sense of achievement
as I reach deeply into senses of perception.
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