RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

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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Factually recognizing patterns as they flash through my mind and catch a place in line.
Falling apart, then rearranging themselves in very difficult designs, portraying activities of my imagination as they thrive on enlightened knowledge of the future.
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Wiring thoughts into corners of imagination brings a subconscious stirring of beautiful pictures of the past.
Times of youth as they were being lived in, with no hindrances of future developments coming and destroying the peace I once knew.
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Clicking in my mind, sending messages to and from consciousness and back from unconsciousness to a reality I don't want to realize or observe.
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Listening, hiding in a corner of my mind,
relaying all-important ideals through
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Walking away down pathways of heaven's hidden gardens, taking pictures with my imagination, holding them closely so they'll never be lost or forgotten.
In these times of peace and concentration I never waver in any aspects of intellect.
Absorbing every facet and color, hiding them away until I write them out in a poem.
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Curving around the isolation of my being,
gives me an idea to say how I feel in writing.
Taking extra time to become what I need to be
as I fall asleep in the interim.
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Curving around the isolation of my being,
gives me an idea to say how I feel in writing.
Taking extra time to become what I need to be
as I fall asleep in the interim.
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Strengthening life impulses is difficult
when you're on the edge of life ready to
fall in and finalize all that was once a
human being.
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Sitting back, listening to another song of heartaches, making them easier to bear at times.
All the tears are mixed in the rhythm, blending suffering with another, knowing that trials of sadness are felt and I'm not alone in this particular situation.
Hopefully, I can get through the darkness and come out in a tunnel of light, bringing faith to bear and helping me to continue and persist in life.
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