RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Promises, promises that never come true for they were
actually lies of a lifetime, meaningless, spilling out
in a torrent of feelings.
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Wandering up and down mountains, loving to see every sun
rise and run set, always taking time to take pictures that
will be used in poetry books being published in life.
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People running races through the years, trying to catch up
with themselves as days and nights are kept closely in their
memories of a fateful destiny as life continues to breathe
in and out of our souls.
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Walking down roads of life and destiny, lonely hearts being
hidden in cages, afraid to be broken in the freedom of day-
light.
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Life never seems to tire as we live in rhythms that picture
many albums, as they become outdated without realizingit's
being done.
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Life-long sentences being written into poetry and prose through
the years, bringing out depths of feelings that are hiding be-
neath star lights of this generous lifetime.
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Loving rhythms of our western frontier, keeping time with an
ancient sense of loving that keeps people together through
the years.
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Pulling on the reins, but not really wanting to stop in the
middle of the road, working, getting tired, yet keep on
going, holding then dropping the reins.
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Stepping into sounds of life and nature, even silence
adding to the beautiful symphony.

Notes swirling around as I reach out and place them
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Delicate balance of nature perched insecurely on branches
of life, looking out upon the world, seeing details that
unfold right before my eyes.
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