RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Centering self in the midst of an early morning pool
tournament, sitting just on the other side of the
glass windows, able to see the guys playing within.
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Singing voices whispering in my mind, bringing perfection
to a human understanding that we can grasp.

A wonderful and explicit solitary voice of our beloved in
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Surprising turn of events coming to be, allowing life to
open up and empty me out into it's interior desert where
I can b totally alone in thought.
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Essence of this spirit travels through the night,
alighting among stars and traversing their lighted
paths.
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Born to run all our lives, we delve into our careers,
education and families, hoping to find fulfillment
and promise somewhere among them.
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Gently surmising and listening to heavenly whispers,
telling me of things to come, looking forward to them.

A glance at the beauty awaiting, a feeling of happiness
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Running away from life many times throughout the years,
not wanting to face it's myriad troubles and dutiful
stress.
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Strolling through intellect, heart being touched by the
memories being brought up in the light of this brand new
morning.
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Standing in the light of an early afternoon, thinking and
pondering life as it is today, wondering why it has turned
around and is now promoting evil and destruction, why is
it I wonder.
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Seldom thinking beyond the moment at hand, just letting
my mind have it's way, words flowing, thoughts being
generated by intellect and giving many poems to write
ideas into.
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