RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Clouds stretching across a blue sky,
trying to cover it without success
on one side of me.
Yet, on the other side, there's not
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Jaded green desert, lush with vegetation
from several rain storms.
Beautiful to behold, touching my soul so
gently, tenderly with hope, that I feel
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Sunlight penetrating this cloudy mind, beckoning it to
awaken this early morn.
Travesties availed over these last few years, causing
life to silently stop within.
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Numb with the indifference of uncaring, cold-hearted
people, playing God with government money.
Deciding to advise one not to pay rent, yet won't
put it down in writing - won't commit to telling the
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Watching a neighbor turning water on at the meter, trying to hide the fact by pulling his pickup truck alongside it.
Three illegals with picks and shovels, now pretending to do something - all the while hiding facts of water being turned on illegally.
Blankets and sheets placed over their open RV gate, also to hide what they want no one to know.
Police have failed to catch them in acts of illegal drug activity so neighbors continue doing it.
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Textures of emotion fill me interiorly,
catching individual attention with feelings,
tightening around my mind.
Stretching ends of imagination, pulling them
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Withdrawing into depths of inattentive focus,
planning to give in to it's passive flavors.
Tomorrow, falling into meaningless cisterns
of disaster.
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Jumping for joy, skipping down rows of gardens, happy as a lark in spring.
Everything crowding my mind with their beauty and tender essences of fragrant desire.
Thoughtful rendezvous, becoming a new episode in a difficult life.
Thumbing melodies absently on the piano, thinking in notes, seeing their pictures being arranged by intellect.
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Rehearsing the past in ageless memories,
watching childhood images of myself depicted
in them.
Happy, pleasant thoughts being brought forth
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