RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Strongly touching heartstrings with deepest misery, pushing me into a mire of sadness, taking away the will to live.
Smothering every hope I've ever had, leaving me hanging on a ledge of no return.
Tears streaming through my heart, taking away memories, flooding me with grief for my parents who have left me.
Wallowing in a somber silence with no reprieve from a lifetime of penetrating love and acceptance.
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Following my mind down pathways of rhythm,
trying to get away from the senseless
feelings of abandonment by a dear friend.
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Sauntering down earthen pathways, searching for truths hidden within nature and daily living.
Exploring further into abysses scattered throughout, never being expressed fully because of fears and doubts held closely inside.
Finding no honesty, checking out never-ending visisitudes, taking back stairs instead of minding their daily business and using their purposes for the good of mankind.
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Life is at a standstill, listening to what is all around in the atmosphere.
Taking it in, absorbing every feeling that comes, taking everything in stride.
Leaving nothing out, enjoying every second of nature and it's playfulness.
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City of Phoenix is a lie - an illusion - run by
incompetents and derisive fools.
Leaving nothing to the imagination as workers
lie, cheat and steal from the public.
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Tears glistened many-colored memories, waving gently
in the heated breeze.
Reflecting feelings unknowingly, tugging teardrops from
my heart, bringing them to my moist blue eyes.
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Gardens of heaven are being seen when I close my eyes,
morning dew drops sitting,
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Looking morosely out the window of my eyes, seeing into my soul,
and spotting life's sadness always finding it's way in my being,
no matter what state of mind I'm in.
Leaving no hesitation stuttering in rhythms of my soul as I
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Crisscrossing thoughts touching my mind in a parallel world of imaginational ideas.
Softly encouraging me to travel further into recesses of generated images from beyond and before.
Catching everything in a dream - catcher, pictures of what the future will bring.
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Styling, bringing innovative creative processes into being, allowing a freedom of interior ideas to be expressed and written for anyone to see if they choose.
Sending beats into distant poetry, pulling it back and retracing steps into new pathways.
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