RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Joining the afternoon
dance, only because Neil
is playing.
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Offbeat personalities taking off into atmospheres of
intellectual abilities far and beyond many others.
Hiking trails into depths of mountains and forests,
getting purposely lost in the denizens of outer
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Medicine is still cowering in the dark ages, keeping it's
mistakes close, never to be admitted.

Hurting and torturing people with a relay of unending
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Spluttering, sobbing, nothing mattering anymore, it's too
late for me now, not wanting to die, yet knowing it is my
fate.
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Christmas decorations abounding all over the U.S., religious
preferences being shown in the menorah and nativity scenes
everywhere, everyone enjoying the diversity freedom allows
and brings to us all.
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Screaming, yelling, silently within, unable to let it
go out loud.

Enticing thoughts, wanting to let them escape, but not
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Stopping along the way, finding exciting things in nature,
discovering and exploring all of it without losing the
integrity of anything.
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Wrestling through the years, winning and losing many times,
fighting for his lost father through everyone he wrestles
with over and over.
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Stone cold passages keep moving through foyers of long ago,
tunneling beneath the ground, having all that is needed in
this wonderful world of unheeded favorite thoughts.
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Waiting for calls of destiny to ring this moment, hoping to
see all types of motion coming into the beginning of rhythm.

Carousing with inner emotions, finding them alluring as I
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