RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Where is the gain from going through pain, what purpose does
any of it have, always living on the edge of it's precipice
long after going through it's intensity.
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Driving defenseless into every day, knowing nothing of what we'll
experience during the hours of daylight or into the night, going
to activities with our eyes essentially closed.
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There's a sadness lying within every person that others will
never know about unless they speak of it aloud.

Feeling strangely divided at times from the rest of the world,
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Children playing, smiling, sharing with one another most of
the time, at times arguing over something or another, an
adult stepping in to settle it.
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Reflections shining within this electric mind, giving focus
directly into ideas and thoughts that are totally filling
every space within.
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Blood rushing to mind, exciting and refreshing intellect with an
electric energy that fills every particle of being with positive
attitudes and moods, always keeping away negative ones.
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Always taking charge, keeping spirit and soul together, praying
and taking care to stay in the presence of the Divine, whenever
doing anything in life.
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Delving deeply into the basis of intellectual thought, watching it
transcend life itself at times, waking and keeping this mind alert
and always absorbing everything.
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Slowly moving towards another afternoon session of writing through
sounds of music and it's rhythms, filing away coded rhythms within
each and every poem written.
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Watching as others try to figure out just what is being done while
writing and listening to music, having to smile as they seem to be
fascinated by it.
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