RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Swaying easily, gently lying back,
resting in God's arms as I wait to expire in His time.
Waiting for reality to end, pain to be removed forever,
then heading towards a peaceful beginning at the edge
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Flowing down river, watching scenic views catch my eye as I wade through a maze of memories.
Thinking of new angles of thought, playing finitely with elegant lace caught on edges of my mind.
Delicately taking promises to heart and disappearing beneath a haze of dreams, finding staying awake is much too difficult to do.
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Scattered throughout life are omens, detrimental to our well-being.
Taking away from thoughts that we need not be without.
Thinking about what is going on around us, helps to keep stress away and takes us into a zone where we can be comfortable and calm.
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Emptiness fills my soul as I sit alone in a blue crystal tear garden. Touching emotional images tucked away in my inner mind, awaiting memories it brings so closely to my heart as it soaks within a cavity of loneliness.
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Softly, silent, traipsing along inner avenues of picturesque scenery, finding many areas of enlightenment.
Shadowing cells of intimate derivatives, while creating magnificent illusions of fantasy among subconscious ideals.
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Gently I soothe integrated images with visions of yesterday.
Longing to go back in time, basking in the love of grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins - all of family.
Holding onto meanings, writing them legibly into books of thoughtful poetry.
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Riding waves of anticipation, thrilling to senses of talent as they are being utilized on an evening of joyous contemplation.
Knowing of a positive attitude within, excelling in every department and portraying the best of intellect as it circles daily life on it's way to shores beyond our scope and view.
Sensing their presence,
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Sliding down mountainous ledges, letting go, feeling no fear as I fall to my death below.
Aspiring to heaven, bringing prayer and hope to the foreground, knowing it will keep balance and stability intact as I move forward to peaceful happiness and heaven.
Looking always upwards, seeing everything with rose-colored eyesight,
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Stillness coming upon me, testing my mettle, feeling my strength as I sit and write about life along with it's trials and suffering.
Plaintive cries sent to other worlds in pious prayers of sacrifice.
Always left unanswered, lives are continually emptied and put on shelves to wither and die like winter leaves falling from bare branches left freezing in the cold.
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Escaping a lifetime, burying myself in rhythm and feeling in touch with life and it's inner nature.
Folding everything carefully so as not to lose any particle of my being.
Existence dancing in front of my mind as I write of enlightenment and wisdom's knowledge of who we are.
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