RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Tranquilizing moods of indecision, forging them with
steely integrity, taking strolls along rivers of
creative imagination.
...

Tangling thoughts across vast plains of arid deserts,
reassuring insightful meanings of necessary definitions
filled with attitude.
...

Silently, gently, walking through sorrow's doors,
tears held heavily in corners of eyes, waiting
to be touched and dried with a caring hand.
...

Narrow voices, harried with stresses of daily trials,
trying to place them aside, but not having much success
at this particular time in space.
...

Annexing feelings a little at a time, trying to focus
on intellect and it's generosity, hoping to become
famous in my own right some day.
...

Singing tenor voices feeling just right, in perfect pitch,
sounding in synch with life's natural music.

Talented organization kept in control and left to flow
...

Stepping on stones of sorrow across vast expanses of watery tears,
hoping, carefully, not to fall in and become a puddle of grief
for life with no boundaries to speak of.
...

Flowing easily into and out of another's arms,
feeling safe and secure in the commonplace
activities of everyday routines.
...

Blessed with extraordinary gifts, humbling me before God,
giving me pause for thought.

Arranging bouquets spontaneously in my mind, trying on
...

Risking everything, sweeping clean, an interior idea
of peace and congeniality.

Striding carefully across forms of mountainous scenery,
...