RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Silent stillness of evening's atmosphere, touching my mind
with reverberations of yesterday.
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Tracing life down tracks of eternity, searching for empty
caverns I can fill with imagination's theories.
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Loneliness piling itself in back corners of my mind,
as I canvas roadways.
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Rattling, talking behind screens of time as I progress
through life's trials on the way to intellect's visions.

Penetratingly testing my strength and character on
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Switching gears, intimidating interior solace
with untoward reticence.
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Redesigning past mosaics, contributing to their memories,
allowing beauty to exhibit them in landscapes of ingenuity.

Portraying inner talent innately, in patterns of silent
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Shaking, twisting motives into spirals of electric thought,
placating brain waves of fruitful existence.

Wandering down pathways, traveling into exotic places,
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Single file, attempting to develop past thoughts and
bring them forward into the light of the present.

Sensing every fiber of life as it floats downstream
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Footprints in the sand, leading to waters of heaven,
drenched in bluened colors.
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Merrily swinging in time with musical beats of talent,
exercising daily without recrimination or disuse.
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