RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

As deadened to life as the shadow of a tree lying against
a wall, void of all hope, all dignity, walking away.

Head held low, upon my chest, nothingness envelopes this
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Echoes of loneliness fall upon people's ears, tearing
deeply into their beings.

Grabbing hearts, tearing them out, life simple cannot
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Bare with gnarled fingers of ancient bark covering it's
body, trying to keep out the cold.

Unlike the others dressed in holiday finery, it stands
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Music from somewhere inside the recesses of a chapel, bound
by centuries of continuous melodies.

No one speaks in the presence of the Lord when He touches
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Rolling hills of grass supporting trees in their
lives of beauty.

Covering their fragile roots with blankets only
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Sitting outside the chapel walls, listening to the beauty
of a song floating gently to my ears.

This music fills me with saddened yearnings left behind
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Thank you Lord for giving us light that
we may see you even in the dark of night.

Your image, Lord is clear to all who seek
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Ours is a society of sit and wait, there are many do-gooders
who attempt to change things and they make a good start.

People responsible for the food stamp program should have to
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Wisps of clouds running single-file through the skies,
trying to lead all eyes to look towards heaven.

Taking time to patiently look down to see our human
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Sacred, daytime hours of noise slowly grind to a halt,
settling in for the night, awaiting peace to fill the
emptiness.
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