RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reaching, gathering and collecting memories in every
single detail we find in our lives, a perfect balance
and design of togetherness that will last a lifetime.
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Music rocking spaces in this atmosphere, revealing
many priceless exigencies that have been hidden in
dark corners of doubt and fear through the years.
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Mind jumping from boulder to boulder,
across ravines and dry riverbeds,
left unwatered during a long drought.
Jumping cacti wedged between saguaros
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A desert blanketing mountains,
tall and regal, adding picturesque
beauty to a vision of God's eternal
nature.
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Appropriate consideration given out of respect to another,
yet is left in solemn distaste herself.
People not wanting to associate or pretending only that
they do, shove an innocent person into sidelines where
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Sculpture of mountains made by God's own hands,
standing surreptitiously over all the land.
Posing with all manner of cacti and animals
living together.
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Cumulus clouds rolling together, piling atop one another,
readying for an explosive monsoon storm.
Watching us beneath all their splendor and glory, knowing
that we're looking ahead for a place to dash into and out
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Settling into a reverie, silently thinking of life
and what it has left of my being.
Hoping I can still be of use as I fall into an abyss
of near-death on the edge of non-existence.
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Mountains peeking
through low lying clouds,
trying to hide themselves
from the threat of reality.
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Castle clouds stretching across the sky,
showing what imagination can conjure and
portray to us all on earth.
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