RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reliving past years, listening to melodies of yesterday, dancing with lively steps, entering visions of youth for moments in time.
Exacerbating rhythms flow evenly within atmospheres, bringing us with them in recognition of the years we have lived.
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Walking along narrow pathways, finding our ways forward, practicing daily, our individual likes and dislikes.
Wandering into and out of jams we get ourselves into, how does life put up with our insecurities and doubts?
We find our ways through entangled weeds and jungles we've put in the way ourselves.
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Fashioning mystery from inner imaginative realms, dictating it's solvency and picturesque vision into my being without reserve.
Lolling creatively along pathways of my making as I treasure every morsel of cognitive function in an atmosphere of abstraction.
Calculating nature's beauty in verses of a poem.
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Lasting tunes develop into poetical stances.
Portraying life on it's edges of tomorrow's
fate, glancing forward, while falling back-
wards into pools of bluened genius.
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Insinuating silence continuing without reprieve,
it's cessation of life.
Forging possibilities into the night, recreating
ideas to be used differently in dimensions set
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Insights abound in a corner of consciousness.
Secreting pieces of intuition on cliffs,
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Fires flaming down sides of imagination,
burning ideas into pages of poetry.
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Instead of looking into each other's eyes,
they are looking into one another's souls.
Feeling the music of heavenly chords.
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Sensing strongly the love of other people,
strangers in the night, coming to wish me
well and show their appreciation for the
gifts God has given me.
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Approaching daylight with my soul opened and receptive to the mysteries of nighttime dreams.
Containing all the words of feeling emotions in one heart of a being, left alone on earth's shores.
Walking slowly, kicking at the rocks along the way, trying to overcome all the obstacles of a lifetime in seconds of a moment's time on earth.
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