RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Quickened steps, running away from life,
expecting the world to stop and throw me
off.
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Energizing storms of rain, clouding my vision,
blurring my mind with it's unsure demise.

Sliding across skyways of imagination, rain-
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Hardened tones of voices, reaching depths never touched
prior to this moment.
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Children singing, voices ringing with happiness and glee,
being noticed for who they are and reveling in their own
moments.
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Today is a day for celebrating a friend's birthday,
enjoying her personality and soul as she gently ages
into another year, filled with hopes and joy.
Inspiring those around her, Rose takes in everything,
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Covert ideas swim around on oceans of inner turmoil,
awakening threads of existence.

Placing no undue stress on levels of competence, but
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Sorrow is reminded
of it's tears while
thinking of loved
one's lives now gone.
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Sending thought into labyrinths of worldly endeavors,
hoping to find solutions as they are rounded about
and placed upside down.
Later, to be figured out in life as I end up on edges
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Flowering for the fourth of July - on the third,
missing by just one day all the fireworks and
pageantry of Independence Day, but enjoying a
birthday chosen just for her.
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Rolling smoothly off her tongue, words flew beautifully in rhythmic harmony.
A stillness penetrating interior peace, taking it to new heights in this life.
Taunting periods of suffering to come join the circle of light emanating from compassion and caring of others.
Raising the bar of an all-time beauty set in musical tones and calmly bringing one forth into the illuminated destiny of fate's favorite child.
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