RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Life is so solitary even among many people, finding only a
solo journey progressing down lanes of old, feeling the
sorrowful aspects of life, walking by them one by one.
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Aimless wandering down strident pathways, weaving in and out
of yesterday and the future.

Being here today has done no good, nothing matters, nothing
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Forgiving attitudes fill the air with their pity,
sending apologies into depths of unending prayer.
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Jostling memories, catching them in a web of fascination and
destiny, so totally incensed with the interior rhythms of life.

Taking self into the foray of another time, instilling the
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Chirping, chattering, whining, yelling,
sitting up in a tree.

Seeing his black feathers amid the green
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Skies bluer than the mantle of the Blessed Mother sending
peace throughout me, even in my sorrow.

Hopeless feelings kept inside, hidden away so as not to
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Are they people who struggle to survive from one day to the
next?

Are they the people who are on welfare, sitting home,
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A new experience in talent of young students.
Children running back and forth across the stage,
leaping and jumping to get onto it.
Microphones and wires being stretched across our
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Christmas is almost here, a time of love, joy and cheer,
children waiting excitedly - expectantly for Santa to
appear.
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Celebrating the achievement of the American Dream at Buddy
Stubbs today.

Capturing the essence of what America is all about, riding
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