RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Day and night, peering at me as I write and enlighten
poetry with new discoveries and experiences happening
in life's reality or imagination.
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Continually journeying through imagination, traveling
new pathways and creating throughout an inner universe,
hoping to be the first to conquer ideas in scientific
journals the world over.
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Stone faces lying upon vagrant animosity, believing in
unrelentable justice and not supreme beings.

Falling aside without intent, traipsing off-beat paths,
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Sitting in the courtroom, looking around at all the
people from different walks of life.
Everyone here for a reason - a policeman's ticket -
or to be forced into paying fines of outlandish
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Sitting outside on our front patio, feeling warm
sun rays caress my body, hearing birds joyfully
chirping and singing.
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A deepening quiet within, expanded, encompassing the
world as the Iraqi war began.
Silence falling upon we Americans, as we sit and
watch our televisions giving spattered, incomplete
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A mother's heart expands at the sight of young men
and women, fighting a war in Iraq.
Eyes constantly moistened with tears her heart
can't quite hold.
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Seeing my niece's emptiness and fear, because her
husband is somewhere in Kuwait.
Tearful, constantly lying in bed, thinking of him,
a lone soldier, like all the others in this war of
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Singing for the lonely, hearts cry in the sorrow of
darkness, tasting the bittersweet honesty of death's
embrace.
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Running as fast as possible, running away from cages
of life, crushing my essence from without.
Getting out of their embraces, finding ways into
depths of adventurous exploration and discovery.
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