RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Gentle foreboding, omens tickling inner fears with their
discovery.

Intimidating scores of educated learning, turning it
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Racing down tracks, collecting strains of music in synapses,
actually aligning them in rows of recurrent themes.

Stressing items of value, giving in to desires, yearning to
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Energies being stranded on edges of truth,
filtering lusters, of twilight skies,
pacing the length and breadth of heaven.
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Searching glances, following eyes of wisdom through
education's dull and undisputed unlearning factors
piled high through the years.
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Time fills echoes with portents of
tomorrow.
Spinning on tiptoe through valleys
of deepening awe, astounding even
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Etching dialogues on walls of my mind,
picturing life as it walks along
breaths of living.
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Lengthening shadows falling across darkened corners,
giving off vibrations of being involved, secluded
from particles of existent fortunes.
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Catching beats in rhythms of calculating endeavors,
trying to observe any sides of cognition.
Lifting melodies to soaring alcoves, reaching
outskirts of brain matter and locking all particles
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Writing constantly on lines of abbreviation,
causing others to pause and think about what
is going on around them in seconds of
seclusion.
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Trodding along, watching for details never seen before.
Tracing leaves in the wind, leveling destinations
unknown on dimensions, fulfilling yesterday's dreams.
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