RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rain falling, washing away the pain always sitting within,
at least for a little while.

Getting a reprieve from it's intense sorrow, holding me
...

Mind flying away with a bird, soaring into the atmosphere,
finding a gentle breeze getting beneath my wings.

Feeling the freedom and liberty of being myself, enjoying
...

Rushing to meet a new beginning, awakening from a deep sleep
through the night.

Keeping minds wide open, never taking their sight off of the
...

Going deeply into forests of being, walking, seeing every-
thing in a beautiful aura.

Listening quietly to the essence of Mother Nature settled
...

Listening to artistic graces always penetrating this being
with their innate talent and gifts.

Softly tuned tenor voices serenading quietly into a genuine
...

Being so carefully touched, tenderly exercised by melodies
in classical styles.

Easily entering into the calmness of another reality,
...

Italian tenors ringing in and through this brain, touching
and reawakening intellect of Sicilian memories of yesterday.

So totally and completely enfolding me in their intense
...

Wandering through plateaus, covering a lot of ground
throughout the day.

Completely engrossed in the strength of daylight,
...

Reaching out and into depths of solitude, taking peace and
serenity into being with a beautiful rhythm and pleasing
melody.
...

Saving thoughts in many spheres of intellect,
activating them whenever wanting to.

Touching the essence of each one with the
...