RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Silently drifting within, leaving all else behind, finding new
paths to travel alone and altogether, quietly being sacrificial
for others peace of mind.
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Stomping through my mind, music beating it's tones into voices
of words, forming poetical works to exercise my brain.
Stationing life in lonely hallways, transposing everything
heard into renditions of etudes.
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Wonders of curiosity stretch across vasts spaces of my mind,
taking with them all ideas formed in sublime directions of
intellect.
Waving gently in spheres of color, taking beauty of nature
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Wandering into solemn archways, leading towards another
realm where very few may follow.
Puzzling antidotes lay upon tides of beautiful oceans,
taking me out beyond life to experience novel scenes
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Life in the fast lane does more harm than suffering.
Doing everything for it's sake, getting somewhere
faster, or getting self-satisfaction immediately,
runs against our human nature.
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Standing out among the rest of the world,
brightly lit interiorly, with genuine
creativeness and intellect.
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Hearts of remorse locate each other uni-dimensionally,
through folds of hidden wisdom and divergent souls.
Allowable vortexes continue to strive towards natural
contiuums, always on apexal peaks of controllable
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Fear latently hiding in storms of daily life -
afraid to look out and face itself.
Keeping close tabs on all activity, lest it
should escape - finding a way out of it's cocoon.
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All together, peace fulfills an ancient ritual, woven
beautifully into every facet of life.
Securing the finest points of truth, fitting them into
caskets made of wood, allowing eternity to leave them
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A place to stop and rest,
kick back, enjoy a moment's peace.
Food from heaven is being served by
a cook named, Jim.
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