RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Silence opens up my mind at times, growing mature ideas
and culminating the day's thinking in an aftermath of
daily routines.
Slaying, bantering thoughts as they slide up and down my
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Tripping through time,
getting caught in it's always
hurried expiration date.
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Soaking in his own presence, singing a perfect song that
suits him to a tee.
'Perfect in every way', being sung as he draws everyone's
attention to himself.
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Nothing can keep me from writing, whether in ink or memory.
It's second nature to write whatever I think.
Not expressing myself vocally, never being famous, doesn't
matter - I write because poetry is fun for me.
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Lifting eyes heavenward, reaching for the stars,
touching the universe instead.
Sating an appetite of innocent renderings on an
evening's journey, calculating adjustments of
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Living on imagination, floating with billowy clouds
across the heavens, tantamount to miracles of young
hearts.
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Archways of learning, covering years of experience and wisdom, folding in upon life and it's freedom.
Necessary evils of knowledge kill our desires, step on our curiosity and drown our wonder.
People seeking everlasting learning, never look to themselves, but are always yearning for what someone else may have.
Forgetting that in order to learn, we must live our lives in wonder and curiosity, knowledge is hurting our youth.
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I love you, even as I turn away from you in sorrow.
Many moments of happiness have crept into my life since I have known
you.
To continue without you, I must treasure these moments forever in my
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Troubles filled her life, yet she always smiled.
Everyone treated her with respect and everyone was her friend.
She was special in everyone's eyes.
Eight children took all her time, she had no time for herself, yet her sense of humor filled us all with joy.
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