RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Shining down upon an empty life, threads now broken,
lying lifeless on the dirt-hard ground looking up,
satisfied no more with living.
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Woke up this morning with a feeling of emptiness,
everything was in place, looking around you were
nowhere in sight.
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Stringing together harmonies as they filter into my mind,
touching the essence of my being and loving the effects
they have upon intellect.
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A rose blooming in the snow of winter, not feeling the
icy coldness somehow, looking fragrant and beautiful
under the winter sun.
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Sitting in the midst of bikers at a bar-b-que, enjoying
their company immensely.

All around, nature is nurturing us in an Arizona sunshine,
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Standing on edges of oblivion, enjoying the view as it
touches me interiorly, awakening senses, rising deftly
into another dimension.
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Time is flowing ever onward, no one able to hurry or slow
it down, taking it's good old time as it always does, yet
we are going through our daily duties and tasks without
thinking about it.
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Watching clouds being darkened in shadows, penetrating the sky
where the sun is now setting, saying good night to everyone
on earth.
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Finding no place to hide when within poetical interludes,
all feelings and emotions being seen through poetry that
I constantly write.
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Drums stepping high, never setting foot in any of the measures as melodies keep on going, trying to lure minds into crippling thoughts.

Picking them up, dropping them into the mix as everyone steps into the circle on a dance floor, wanting to feel all the vibrations as they come open and fall upon the floor.
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