RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Straightening thoughts upon
a rack from dungeons of old,
trying to untangle webs of
deceit given you by another,
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Driving it home in a song of uncontained love left dying on the concrete sidewalk.
Everyone walking by, not noticing the pain a person is going through as they die inside from the loss of a lifetime.
Being taken from someone you've loved all your life is devastating and unable to be held inside.
A torrent of tears fall quickly, soaking the ground with intense suffering, leaving a hole in a now empty heart.
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Regular times in life we all travel
down pathways of daily routines,
never faltering in our steps.
Knowing the way to our livelihoods
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Swelling with words within my brain,
needing to let them drain themselves
into many poems.
Leaving me to write continually in a
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Winding down as the night grows
longer in yearning hours of slumber.
Touching upon dreams as they begin
to crowd around, wanting to be
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At times a sadness grows from someone's heart and flows out into a song of regret.
Tears forming in their mind with every word spoken aloud, giving up themselves in a song, glistening with tears of sadness, being alone and empty.
Then when done, people clapping and saying well done, not knowing the true pain within that the song has brought back for them to mourn anew.
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Rhythmically sounding out in a strong voice of intellect, rising to the tidal waves of emotion.
Clapping quickly as I go through the aisles of tomorrow with an aptitude of calm reserve.
Keeping track of every beat, singing with an energy of exuberant peace filling every nook in the universe.
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Reaching out, forming circles in my mind, going around without falling out of an interior circumference.
Not levering any type or thought to coincide with the edges of night as they close upon sight.
Wondering where they hide when in a triangular state of mind.
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