RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rocking to rhythms around firelight of yesterday's camp fire,
being lit, illuminating midnight darkness so life can be seen
and touched once again.
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Riding through alleys of my mind, looking for the wreckage
that has been left behind on forlorn pavements of disrepair
and long forsaken terms of life.
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Watching the beauty of nature flowing all around in a
silent rhythm, contributing to the peace that has come
upon me here.
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Galloping away into the cool evening twilight, taking nothing
but a quiet aptitude to reminisce about all the times we've
had.
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Branches hanging down over the essence of my mind, giving
expressions to use in time with the unity of rhythm.

Directing into quality of life deserved, seeing landscapes
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Lost images, totally forgotten in sands of time,
lost on an invisible horizon from behind.

Rising and ebbing with the tide, life captures
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Every day we sweat the little things instead of saving our
worry and energy for the bigger ones that are sure to come
into our existence.
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Feeling the way through this maze of turmoil, taking every
twist and turn in this life of mistaken purposes.

Evenly taking short cuts whenever possible, still seeming
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Looking into mirrors, reflecting the beauty of love, sitting
quietly in my eyes.

Shining brightly, sharing my heart with you in all of it's
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Singly dawdling along a long and tiring lane, being
tired of the long journey and it's complicated stance
in pathways of expectations and possibilities.
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