RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Family and friends are a wonderful pair when you have both in
your life, it's been an experience sharing time and space with
you at the center.
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Life continuing down pathways of religion that lead us
toward heaven and God if we are the best we can be in
this life.
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Our thoughts shape our actions in life, their images are
carried in our minds and different subjects invoke visions
based on concrete information, based on our wants, needs and
desires.
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Feeling tired after ten treatments of radiation and
surgery for breast cancer, mind crying silently when
finding out the diagnosis, knowing it had to be done.
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Loving the spirit of my soul mate, he touches my life in
such a special way, giving his unconditional love in an
overwhelmingly unselfish way.
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Writing explicitly into the day and night, letting
feelings and emotions flow effortlessly into the
void of literature.
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Snow-covered mountains showing off their dusty white coats of winter to all who pass.
Looking like confectioners' sugar, sprinkled from heaven's realms to earth.
Beautiful winter landscapes sent to our sight as we travel over roads and cut through mountains and into the night.
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Looking out my hospital window, I see puddles of rain formed across the desert.
Brown desert dirt being flooded, because the ground can't absorb any more heavenly water.
So calm and beautiful, yet desolate and forlorn, much like me inside, sitting alone in this room, listening to Chopin, wishing I could be home writing.
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Stretching outwardly, finding no way to proceed without a friend.
Such anger has turned into the saddest portrayal of memories that
once used to be happy and filled with joy.
Forsaking everyone, taking off for other dimensions on the other
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