RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Donating time and energy to every endeavor that comes
along that I agree with in truth and context.

Living in the aftermath of lies, mistrust, illusions
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Walking in shadows alone, searching always for the
energy of goodness.

Seeing black and white in the light of day, able
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Gazing into the darkness, not seeing a soul anywhere,
living solely in the light of the Divine.

Expecting prayers to be answered with wisdom and know-
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Signing my name to every poem being written so there
will never be any confusion when I am dead and gone,
on who wrote them.
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Charging like a light brigade into the darkness of
another night.

Seeing starlight twinkling above, not enough of their
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Rhythms filtering through intellect, touching upon
inner realms of knowledge.

Interesting and incredible images being proliferated
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Looking into the breezeway, seeing a black crow
walking around, finding some food dropped on the
ground by someone.
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Steady beating of rhythms capturing my mind with
their staccato sounding tempos.

Brilliant and satisfying to intellect, arousing
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Writing rapidly to intense beats of an interior rhythm,
falling into a bluened atmosphere, doubts being erased,
fears allayed, only the sound of self-confidence is left
within me now.
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Witnessing effects of music interiorly, watching coded
rhythms as they fill intellect so totally.

Injecting intensive energy into this mind, incomparable
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