RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Aged wisdom sitting around a table of sorts,
discussing issues, life, joking around,
teasing one another - all in good humor.
Taking turns, getting up, shooting balls in
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Sitting, screening passers-by, as I contemplate
their benign actions for moments at a time.
Silently watching faces, sensing emotions,
striving for an understanding of life in motives
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Living in another moment of life,
enjoying it's essence while I'm
there.
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Flags waving in the distance as people enjoy
themselves, dancing around the room, smiles
enamored from music and it's rhythmical beat.
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Universally straddling global fences, watching cosmic
issues penetrate daily news with pandemic catholic
abuses from priests and nuns alike.
Planetary movements glide through ubiquitous moments
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Instilled sorrow sits upon my
shoulders.
Watching saddened events through
the years, as life falls down
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Classrooms filled with ageless knowledge, brought about by teachers
who have taught.
Filling pages with written words, reading from books of age old
wisdom.
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Gathering thoughts like leaves on a sidewalk.
Letting them lie there to bring up their own images,
travel their own word-filled journeys.
Running to infinity, sidewalks travel into new horizons
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