RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Singing sadly in tones of utter bereavement,
letting my heart loosen it's hold on the grief
of every day loneliness.
Holding empty hearts of yesterday in today's
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Sauntering through the desert, wind blowing,
dust filling my eyes as mountains climb ever
higher before me.
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Whistling like a long lost train
in the night, bringing it's sadness
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Waking in a sleepless dream, wanting to be driven into avenues
of delicate artistry, never slipping away into cisterns of
darkness.
Completely engrossed in the melody of another world as it's
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Filling the emptiness with writing poetry,
lying aside the tears as they form interiorly.
Collecting mischievous notions, smiling at
their innocence as they wait to be exposed
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Heavy heart sitting in my chest, looking out at life revolving
around me.
Noticing the little, unnoticeable things taking place around
me in many exacting moments.
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Matching threads, blending and tying them to abstract
designs, wanting attention.
Flitting about, dipping into colorfully bright shades
of mourning, gradually changing them to hues of gray
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Softened manly voice, touching inner rhythms,
playing songs of my life in tributes of solace.

Taking all peaceful postures, giving a calm
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Jukebox of negligent pictures, hanging on sidelines of
interior ideas.
Capturing sources of everything as life folds in upon
itself, finding extra-sensory particles left behind in
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