RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Barricades of life stand aside as poetry slides easily past, secreting itself in corners of knowledge.
Finding a niche, turning it into beautiful renditions of
words on an evening's mirage of timeless scrutiny, becoming landscapes of ingenuity in books of literature.
Wonderful serene images creating scenery and backdrops for
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Interior motives silently get their way as they
traipse slowly, cautiously, through minds of clay.
Trying not to leave any untoward imprints as they
pass by.
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Energy sublime fills elastically into a mind of creative intelligence, tackling it's momentous knowledge, taking it over abstract meanings and delicately, carefully, giving everything new meanings for lifetimes of poetical musing.
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Waiting for blossoms of life to return,
hoping to pick up where I left off.

Now reality striking, directly showing
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Through the fiber of my life, joy has built it's dam, allowing it to flow and conquer worries and fears.
There seems to be a lifting - spiritual from my shoulders.
Heart overflowing, spilling out around me.
God at the center of it, smiling, laughing at my glee, rejoicing in the use of gifts He has given to me.
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Roots of strength grow strongly underground where they cannot
be seen, but are used continually to live through this life.

They are foundations born within us, silently pushing, helping
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Competition between two people is a constant reminder that there are always two factions in life opposing one another.
Sometimes being a good thing, bringing out the best in each person.
Other times letting out only the bad in them.
Life goes on, and competition is a part of it, only if it achieves the good in every one of each day.
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