RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Saving grace left over from daily prayers,
acts like a cushion on long, dark, lonely nights.
Taking over and guiding me to pathways of enlightenment
and hidden knowledge of yesterday when immature and naive.
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Waiting to hear your voice in my mind,
causes an anxiety of time, existing
back when I was younger.
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Lasting peace fills me, but only for moments in time,
because life is temporary and being human, I can't be
filled for long.
So, whatever time I have, I enjoy it to the fullest
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Lively anticipation becomes fully encapsulated,
taking away all fears and doubts lying in wait.
Situating demeanors in closets of yesterday,
forgetting about whatever happens to come along
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Loneliness takes me on journeys I don't want to go on,
yet it brings me down sorrowful pathways anyway.
Darkness sets itself upon my brow, hiding me in depths
of despair, never letting up, keeping me despondent all
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Strengthening determination sifts itself into me with a
flamboyant display of knowing.

Inherent abilities tend to move around and place me in
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Rolling across the heavens,
taking life down paths of uncommon rarity,
helping to see extraordinary visions in
three dimensional figures,
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Ruffled unendingly in a maze of puzzles,
not understanding limits or requirements
of friendship.
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Frolicking in avenues of distaste, carrying on without reserve.
Fulfilling every sensation with an incredible movement of research
as synapses trigger and open up to let new ideas filter in.
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Traveling down roads of peaceful endeavors,
hoping to find a quiet, still place to hide
away and become another self - one that I
can live with in future hope and happiness.
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