RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Pizza Buffet, a place that used to rock with attitude,
fun and music by Glenn.
Now it's just another pizza place, no different than
any other.
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Life is careless, haphazard, nondescript, as we live
through it's daily grind.
Always hoping for something more, unsure of what it
should be, as we wait in silent anticipation for
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Entering an atmosphere of music and pomp under
volunteer circumstances, placing life on hold
as each is honored for their service and talent.
Beautiful, bountiful, an exercise in futility,
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Seashore, sand, waves beckoning me from a song of the
Drifters, played by, 'That Cool Band'.
Reality stirs imagination with innocence of yesterday,
raking us out into open pathways of memories, joined
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Swinging along measures of time, listening to bygone
visions, ones that escaped through years of real time
in effortless escapades of reunion.
An aura of beauty settles upon me as I sit and use
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Racing towards horizons
as slowly as we can.
Not wanting to hurry our
aging bodies beyond our
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Knowing feelings of bereavement as they crawl about,
interceding in moments of life as they revolve around
us.
Taunting our tears with grief, touching our hearts
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Sauntering through parks of yesterday, finding peace
and lolling in the quietness of our souls.
Investigating hidden images from antiquated memories,
rising to their heart-felt bellows as we calm our
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Christmas past lingers in my mind with joyous melodies
being with family alone.
Feelings surpassing time and space, bringing us together
in displays of mind-dwelling moments.
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Reaching out, helping others, finding our purposes,
defining them through service to others.
Caring, expressions of love and empathy as we
volunteer our time to take care and heed of others.
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