RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Violins of life playing tunes within a mind, clairvoyantly
discussing terms of impossibilities, researching notes of
memories past, recalling to mind the hate and abuse.
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When the shores of life pass over me, I will appear on distant
horizons, feelings being smoothed and ironed out, with only
peaceful darkness inside for life does not penetrate it's early
guise.
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Following daily routines, singly tearing apart all
thought, fighting for some sanity amidst all the
drought of despondency.
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Eyes travel slowly over roving grassy hills,
taking my mind along into imagination's stores.

Totally absorbed in nature's beauty, watching it
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When you have no money you tend to look inside yourself
for gifts to give others.

A gift of self appears from our hearts and souls and is
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Inside, imaginary wheels are turning, mixing sorrow
and joy of a lifetime.

It's taste is bittersweet, it's smell, that of a
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A color of sunset traveling down the street,
making a racket with 'wedding cans' tied to
it's bumper.
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Increasing futility coming into life with people needing
help to get through many difficult situations.

Being placed in their pathways, I acquiesce and do whatever
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Writing through music, enjoying tones and sounds of every
note as it fills my mind with an energy from above.

Never needing any thoughts ahead of time, because the first
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Even though there's not a soul in sight, silence fills
the air, peace and tranquility are still here.

Oddly enough, many think you must have people and all
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