RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Cloudy days rain upon my mind, refreshing and
enlightening my imagination from on high.

Cavorting, leaping, playing with abstractions,
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Reaching beyond realms of thought, searching for a pattern
to meanings, getting caught in a secluded space of silence, appreciating the quietness alone.

Being saturated by the morning sun, waiting carefully for
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Floodgates of grief open inside, end-to-end, flowing
through and over this interior brain.
Washing it with sympathy, collecting in my mind,
memorialized for all time in this rhyme of poetry.
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As I close my eyes and watch the world within spin and
play to tunes of my soul's desire, a peace descends
upon me and life outside my body stops for a while.
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Lights of goodness, focusing on peaceful countenances, deriving beauty from places of innocence throughout
natural sites of impossible joyous reunions.

Surfing simple respect and dignity, holding gently
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Touching places interiorly, causing memories to be
written on endless synapses and neurons - co-existing
with images musically.
Remembering past times with heart-felt eyes and senses.
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Solace sits upon my mind, staking it's presence
in my life.
Wandering lanes of nature throughout days of
strife, fastening onto nature's fortitude and
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