RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rejuvenating minds along sidewalks of time,
bringing into view, talents of beautiful
interior architecture.
Longings beseech my soul with motives of
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Asking questions throughout the evening, wanting to
know all the answers not readily prepared.
Sordidly hanging heads in dejected unrealized dreams,
knowing that this is the end of all knowledge, no
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Flattened voice, disembarking from life's journey,
traveling to outer edges of the universe, searching
for faith in labyrinths of unfocused love.
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Insinuating circumstances causing havoc within,
writing dimensionally, figuring phantomly, signs
of tomorrow's destiny.
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Singing into my mind, a clarinet fills my head with
it's fascinating tones and voice.
Beginning strides of bliss enter my heart, taking
it on voyages of beauty through musical etudes and
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Walking through an icicle forest, touching it's brevity
in sights of melting drops, falling to the ground.
Coldness surrounding visions, giving them crystal-clear
clarity as I watch them slowly thaw in thought.
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Traveling on edges of yesterday's playgrounds when young.
Surfing pretend waves, sliding down the slide into an
ocean of sharks.
Only to be the best surfer on the waves as a game of
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Swinging, falling in love all over again,
an elderly couple dancing, holding one
another closely.
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Poverty steps into the future, bringing with it the past
and all it's present moments.
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Strings being pulled along my heart and mind,
touching lightly, reminders of long ago.

Reaching into depths of quiet solitude,
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