RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Unending whining regarding not enough money,
yet never going out and doing anything about
the predicament.
Crying, always, over not having enough money,
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Solitary meanings secreted inside each poem, lingering just
beneath the surface, taunting minds who read them.
Curiosity swirling in their circumference, taking time and
space for a ride continuously through mind's imagination.
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Relaxing in a soothing atmosphere,
watching rain pour over earth.

Watering everyone's garden with
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Frontal attacks on boredom occur in minds full of
incentive not to deteriorate in aging years of
fragility.
Keeping close to music in any form, to listen with
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Freeing self to stretch boundaries limiting my freedom
of imagination and choice of what I prefer doing with
my time.
So satisfying, being alone in wondrous thoughts for as
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Twilight beckons on hazy, cloudy mornings of
indignation, wanting to come before it's time.
Lasting rays of daylight refuse to move away,
preferring to take a stand and be what they
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Taking hands, smiling at one another with wonder and
curiosity.
Placing trust in hands of someone else in order to
forget what they're going through in life.
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