RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Variety fills my mind with energy sublime, following thoughts,
tracing their origins to the end of their paths.

Folding all knowledge within patterns of thought to be brought
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Going places, seeking new experiences, obeying someone's
suggestion.

Finding the place, entering it, a feeling of unrest stirs
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Cold, blue water, shimmering and shining like broken ice
floating around with the morning breeze.

Many children learning how to swim, trying to follow
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Holding all the pain and hurt inside, trying hard not to
cry, trying to be brave.

Centering on individual leaves and other tiny bits of life,
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Faded wooden walls of old, shining somewhat with modern polish
covering their aging parts, standing erect, never bending,
absorbing words from conversations over many years.
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Circle of light, shining bright, keeping secrets hidden
without, of people's sight.

Highlighting only certain phases of life, all of us
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Half a moon hiding quietly in the sky, timidly peeking out
at earth's nighttime dream.

Quietly thinking of the new day's birth, counting the few
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Looking up, seeing everything new, alive, shiny, feeling the
vibrancy touching my soul, lifting my eyes higher, setting
sights on God, my Father.
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In the evening of my life, I wait patiently, looking
forward to the times I may see you with my heart.

Sensing your wisdom slowly, over the years coming to
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