RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

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1741.
Aging Days

Golden candlelight shining from heaven,
filled with the Holy Spirit, being held
gently in His arms.
Life has new meaning when opened to God's
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1742.
A Favorite Nephew

A young child, a favorite nephew, sitting amidst grown-ups, grieving, yet celebrating his Uncle.
Filled with tears, so young to have to be sitting here listening to stories of people who held his Uncle dear.
Tales and stories he may never remember as he grows older, yet he will always know how much people everywhere loved his Uncle Scott.
Overflowing with tremendous emotional sorrow, how can one so young fathom this thing we call death?
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1743.
Heartfelt Words

Lightening bolts of listening, crashing into mind parts awaiting them.
Questions and answers delving into deep seas, searching and rehearsing, focusing constantly between breaches of conversation.
Honed to a perfect pitch, like that of a tuning fork, remembering, remarking, listening for words spoken from the heart.
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1744.
Hidden Being

Squelching a need to cry, burying it beneath many layers
of skies, I feel unfit, incomplete, but I cannot let go
of hidden tears just yet.
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1745.
Life Drifts Away

Life drifts away, taking with it special thoughts and
memories held closely for many years.
Taking notice no longer of hurts and injuries marring
it along the way.
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1746.
Awakening Soul

Calling from depths of inner voicing,
allocating strains of music heard to
sounds of an awakening soul.
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1747.
Whispering Thank You's

Birds are chirping on high branches as a gentle breeze
waves them around in the atmosphere.
Sunlight catching on green leaves, reflecting it's
light to inner eyes.
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1748.
Grief's Bouquet

Bouquets of bereavement made up of varied people, each in their own state of mind.
Complexities of relating - communicating through grief abound.
Never knowing which way to venture, fearing the ache of sorrow, closing up like a rose bud until some future tomorrow.
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1749.
A Song Of Joy

Wonderfully happy, a song bringing me into realms of elated joy.
It's beat sending me into everlasting beauty accompanying my mind with words of excessive imagination.
Lovely, astounding, creating within my subconscious, taking me into skyways of flavored musical compositions, soaring into clouds of intense, profound beautiful poems.
Being transferred, transpired in many ways, never before seeing this higher dimension of life.
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1750.
Refracted Thoughts

Stationed in a solitary mood, keeping all thoughts peacefully refracted in a tomb of memory.
Handling everything alone, keeping every distraction far from my sight within.
Leaving abstractions to drift on their own into paths of poetry whenever they've gathered thoughts together in similar fashion.
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