RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sitting in the darkness, thinking, wondering about all sorts
of mysteries in life, thoughts like waves crashing on shore,
continually coming into mind and intellect.
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Feeling this heart beat constantly, giving life its energy,
yet the beauty of landscapes of nature are continually seek-
ing avenues of opening doors to give in to the wonder.
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Being an empath, always feeling intensely throughout this life,
having intense moments of sorrow, sadness and at times joy and
happiness.
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It gets lonely at times in this poetical life, wanting to be
wanted, loved for who you are, days and years come and go in
spheres of loneliness, no one ever caring to sit and talk one
human being to another.
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Rhythms beating, getting lost in them, erasing all the hopes
and dreams that have never been possible for someone.

Climbing the highest mountains and diving into the deepest
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Life of a poet is filled with intense feelings of joy, happiness,
sorrow, sadness, grief and loss, writing all of it into poetry,
creating landscapes and portraits from blossoming and flowery
imagery.
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Reaching for remnants of dreams that felt so real while
they kept tucked away in their sleepy realms, but upon
awakening, disappearing.
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Winning and winning in our country thanks to our President
Trump, he is such a positive and joyful spirit, thanking
God for bringing him into hearts of people in this world.
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Going forward, never deviating from this positive aspect
of our government, never again leaning to the left, for
Americans have all found out the truth and depth of their
corruption.
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A tender rhythm sliding down to the banks of a river,
softly proposing to nature, wanting to settle down in
beauty of a forest walking to this forest's edge.
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