RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wafting my way are winds of elusive beauty filling the environment with aromas of heaven.
Throwing thoughts like dice on a craps table, hoping to come up with a winning combination of words to place in poems of natural curiosity.
Watching the world around me being blown in all directions, not caring what is torn asunder by it's grasp.
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Daylight streaming into my line of vision, showering me with details not seen during the night.
Loving the amount of insurgent views tackling my mind at all times.
Excising the ebony of sadness for a while as brain cells are exercised and given free rein to express any exposed scenes transpiring before me.
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Soaring talently into skies of abandonment, filing everything within a sheltered description of placid intellectualization.
Focusing carefully onto original works of art and poetical prose, shining through the sunset of my life, and picturing intensely, the thoughts that I'm feeling so respectfully now.
Placing too much trust in unworthy people as I walk forward, trying hard to misplace all that I can in real time.
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Percipience of life extracts many life-giving essences from within extraordinary circumstances as they rotate through days of persistence.
Foregoing solitary adventures forever, being preoccupied with sensitive thoughts, as messages forlornly tread onward into particles of tomorrow's past.
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Shining along walkways, stepping quietly
into a circular circumference of achievement.
Benefiting my soul with indefinite perceptions
of ability, facing reality with an astounding
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Noticing every aspect of beauty based in nature's habitat, becoming energized in minds of talent.
Incised by thoughts placing themselves in adjacent movements during times of placid temperament.
Settling slowly in trenches of scented creativeness, belying incessant sensitivity.
Beginning daily on a basis of penetrating processes, taking it easy on highways to heaven.
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Life follows lines of access into caverns of deep thought, aligned with many portions and particles of grey matter, untainted by environmental pollution spread by man-made inventions of destruction.
Completing many differences of opinion, manufacturing them with an insight beyond comprehension of ordinary individuals.
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Saturated beyond life, finding self in a field of irritation, left by a friend.
Accusing and blaming forever, just being so abusively determined to show me she's always right in everything she happens to do or say.
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Looking through a smokeless
haze at the world around us,
attempting to be a positive force
in it's circumference.
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Justification in life doesn't happen often,
usually you're left out in a freezing cold
desert with no where to turn.
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