RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rain came pouring onto the desert in a torrential downpour that
drenched earth in it's strength, skies darkened with many black-
ened clouds drifting above.
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Cannot wait to get on the road again, traveling across the world
in skyways, soaring above earth, leaving all below in search of
different stages of life.
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Thinking, writing, finding details across our nation about
all the corruption and wrong-doing, Obama, Hillary and the
elitist Republicans and Democrats attempting to go behind
American's backs.
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Owning a pet is a responsibility, you have to feed them, get
health care and take them to the vet, good owners will take
them for walks and take them for rides or visit others.
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Watching people standing in line, black, white, Asian,
Mexican, all happy, contented, talking, laughing and
joking with one another.
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You and I standing together, having love, compassion and
caring for others, always ready to lend a helping hand
or listen to someone who needs to be heard.
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Watching lights in the reflection of a picture hanging on the
wall, like a still life, giving my mind images to attribute
rhythms to.
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Wagon wheel set up against the building, ivy climbing upon
it energetically without any qualms at all, nature nourish-
ing and nurturing it from the ground up.
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Watching as the democratic nominee walks onto stage, pant
suit ill-fitted and ugly, but what the heck, she used tax
payers and bribe money from our enemies.
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Sounding throughout Wagon Yard, rhythms blending with thoughts
and concepts, taking this poet's mind into another dimension,
living in the moment.
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