RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Little voice timidly singing, afraid of the audience,
not yet sure of her confidence and voice.

Silently, continuing anyway, enjoying the music as it
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Off-key, trembling voices, missing words along the way.
Yet, they're trying their best on roads of life.
Taking listening to utmost directives, smiling, giggling
when they make mistakes - still carrying on with courage
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Riding horizons on rhythms, recalling younger days when life
was brilliant and so satisfying.
Tokens of memories remind me of family, so close, now gone
away from earth.
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All things set around me, mean nothing without family.
Purposeful life can never be without a foundation of
flowering gardens, surrounding minds with reminders of
yesterday's hearts full of love, poured out for an
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Smiles, shy, a birthday girl with infectious eyes,
shining her soul's voice into the atmosphere.
Letting everyone hear God's gift of a beautiful
rhythmic tone, filled with young, peaceful grace
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Soundly excavating rivers through minds of clay.
Heralding new ideas on novel pathways formed in
an instant.
An imagination of thrilling fortitude, being
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Destiny silently steals into the future, wandering down
pathways of fate in time.
Believing in something better, always searching shores
for beauty, shells of sunset rising.
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Walking into the darkness of my soul, not seeing a thing in the ebony blackness.
Knowing there is plenty to see as I feel the whispers telling me of the senses being awakened as I walk past.
Traipsing slowly down garden pathways, smelling the scents of poetical blossoms exploding from the end of my pen.
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Picking up on a beat falling in my pathway, treasuring it's appearance as I placed it in a composition of poetical beauty.
Showcasing it in a song for everyone to hear and find within their hearts later when alone.
Thinking of times gone past with winds of fate, blowing the years into dust of another future beyond us all.
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