RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Memories silently passing through, showing me the good
times of my life, disregarding the bad experiences and
suffering, leaving trials and tribulations behind me.
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Pathways to careers, but to whose pathways - American
citizens or illegals?
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Drifting along life's avenues of trial and tribulations,
looking forward with hope, for a brighter future to come
about.
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Taking turns reaching for goals, twisting their infinite
aspects into factors of reality as they progress ever
tightly around thoughts of imagination.
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Purple hues of yesterday's sunsets sit on my mind,
reliving it's vibrant hues as it settles distinctly
into my soul where it can always be shown on screens
of subconscious joy.
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Watching everything, looking at it all as if it's the
last time I will ever see it.

A silent knowing remains fixed in my heart and won't
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Traces of tears remain etched in my mind's heart on
days of sorrow, marked in calendar's of grief.

Stained and soiled, always marring thoughts with
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Children outside, playing in the morning sun,
happily climbing and running, enjoying
beginnings of a brand new day.
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Nature watching me from outside, seeing conflicting
emotions stir themselves incessantly - none of them
fitting precisely with my mind.
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Silence beckoning thought to outdo itself with
imagination's storehouse.
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