RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Looking for things to see inside, searching corners hidden from
sight, hoping to find something recognizable and filled with
worth.
Hampered by the past, groping in darkness and unfamiliar ways,
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Cowboy's living on the range, riding and racing daylight
and dusk.
Herding their cattle, riding horses like they're a part -
an extension of themselves.
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Traipsing through moods of sensory perception,
disabling feelings in order to progress in life.
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Standing around depths of talent, honoring each other
with perfection and gifts of poetical visions.
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Tranquilized by nature's beauty,
fascinated by it's symmetry and balance.
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Feeling tears of sorrow beginning to fall into and out of
my heart.

Not able to stop their flow, they continue to fill my soul
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Performing in dim lighting, preferring to hide themselves and allow their voices to encompass our hearing.
Twin denizens floating in air, not landing beneath us.
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Roaming mountains, watching the sun lower itself beyond the horizon in the west.
Riding and running faster, trying to get to the shelter of the forest before night falls completely over him in darkness.
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Drawing me into pictures of beauty taken from life
as it has begun in reality.
Dedicating eternity to those in need, failing to be
seen on screens of photographic memories.
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Facets of memory fall apart and
gather together around a camp
fire in the forest of my brain.
Talking to each other, bringing
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