RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Relaxing, listening to tunes of Peggy and Neil as they
sing and play for an attentive audience.
Intertwining musically with people's minds, touching
them on wavelengths of an aged time.
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Saying good night to daytime hours,
whiling sensations of intrepid
feelings away, tucking them into
tomorrow's pillows for safe keeping.
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Cloudy skies fill my eyes with memories of old.
Childhood years back in New Jersey, full of
happiness - carefree and wonderful.
Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, cousins, lots of
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Shouts of glee emerge as little eyes open and minds
realize it's finally Christmas morning - time to open
presents.
First, baby Jesus is placed in a manger, signifying
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Memories sway and waver into my mind with adamant
thought-provoking intuition.
Climbing canyons of my subconsciousness, adapting
to reality and life's incessant demands provoking
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Touching joyous parts of yesterday, bringing into focus,
the really meaningful treasures of today.
Nothing of material worth has managed to stay through
the years, we have only ourselves to enjoy through
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Images of reflection fill moods with interior contemplation
as I watch videos parade past my mind.
Choosing pieces of life's puzzles, putting together a
collage of unforgettable memories, awakens senses deeply
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Lights of a Christmas tree reflecting from a window,
greeting me with it's bright starry eyes.
Reminding memories to come forth and be seen again in
aging eyes and heart.
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Racing into measures of rhythm,
taking melodies onto levels of
subconscious realms.
Interpreting their meanings into
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Loving touches from the past caress my mind with their
remembrance, leaving traces of loneliness along the way.
Tear-stained pillowcase under my face at night, thinking
of twilight thoughts and their destinations.
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