RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Getting on nerves of steel, playing them like a steel -
stringed guitar filled with the beauty of rhythm, being
seen incessantly in visions that only can be found and
deciphered by this poet.
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Lazily walking down shady lanes of yesterday in the present
of my tomorrow.

Accepting things I cannot change here on earth, yet finding
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Tears are pouring torrentially from my heart right now,
feeling every crystal teardrop tear open my heart.

Mind wondering what has happened to bring about this
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Cloudless breezes whizzing through the air, penetrating a
mind creatively at work.

Staring above, seeing nothing, looking down upon this page
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Twisted and gnarled beyond recognition, a childhood sits
faded.

No laughter, joy, or colorful sights, just a childhood
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Sadness filling, ripping and tearing away at the seams of
an inner being.

There are no more windows or doors to escape, the center
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Blackness of blue saddens and surprises depression hiding
within, claiming it's stake of life although it has been
deadened.
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Looking forward into a future of incessant writing, loving
all thoughts that are growing and forming in my mind all
at once.
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Seeing visions of another time not yet upon us, sensing the
essence of things yet to come.

Listening in the silence of our universe, knowing it's exact
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Solace completely enclosing my soul with it's peaceful
serenity, closing all doors and windows against negative
tides, trying to gain access to inner thoughts.
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