RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Words of songs being sung off-key by a young man,
doing his best.

Yet, the flattened notes grate against my mind,
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Shining lights on darkened corners of my mind, wanting
to figure out what is hiding in it's depths.

Away from all definitions and meanings used for writing,
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Walking alone, reaching into depths of my being
with heart-felt feelings from yesterday's visions.

Seeking solace within my spirit, because there is
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Signatures of inner poetical rhymes
gather together, holding windows of
meaning in the light of early morning
rhythms.
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Wandering realms of deserted dimensions, searching for
answers in every corner.

Finding steps being retraced back to intellect, wondering
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There are no more harmonies being
listened to, yet fingers continue
tapping into the night, without
waiting for sounds or beats.
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Ratcheting every motion to beats of
melodies, turning up the volume so
I don't miss a single note, wanting
only to enjoy myself.
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Somber thoughts, saddened feelings, hearing that
a friend is again in the hospital with major
problems.
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Recollecting thought with good friends, praying for each
other, hoping everything will be good.

Straining to hear whispers from heaven descend upon me,
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