RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Entirely enrapt in the beauty of harmony, taking me away
on tides of oceanic life.

Calmly floating gently into the night, never feeling the
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Rushing, running quickly into the desert brush, hiding
beneath a full moon.

Thinking that no one can see, not realizing that beauty
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Stars of evening open their eyes in time with rhythms
being played on horizons of yesterday.

Playfully taking toys of another time and using them
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Living in colorful rhythms, loving their essence and passion,
taking every fiber into depths of a mindful solace that never
quits it's tempo nor it's liquid flow of rhythms.
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Black shadows of nighttime coyotes, howling at the
moon, answering the wolves just beyond the ridges.

Disappearing down the mountainsides, saguaros are
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Drying in the arid Arizona heat in the middle of the desert,
feeling the intrepid loneliness coming through emptiness.

Fulfilling promises of abandonment, always completing the
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So many tears falling onto my plate through the years,
drenching the interior of this being.

Taking it down stairwells and into the darkness of a
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Reacting totally to rhythmic beats of a past that continues
to haunt with it's ghosts.

Being constantly taunted by the memories, finding that only
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Energizing a lively spirit hiding inside this being, taking
it forward into the sunlight of another sunrise.

Tempting progress of yesterday to keep in step with the rest
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Witching nights taking me into their visions as twilight
finds words in spells of poems.

Finding their way into this mind, so they may be spilled
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