RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Graphic actuality within reach, takes on the exact
same meanings all together when combined in one
sentence.
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Wishing many more times would enter and come
before me in the poems that are being formed
right now in pulsating rhythms of energy.
Facing all aspects, as I look forward to
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Shadows falling from clouds in the sky,
hiding in corners of earth, afraid of
the darkness on the edge of daylight.
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Shades of gray part way up the sky, looking
hazy, closing eyes from below.
Seething anger, rising from the anxiety of
yesterday's misconceptions, being applied in
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Chasing dreams through the reality of time, trying to
catch them and place myself safely among them.

Instead, not capturing their essences and surviving
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Suddenly realizing the moments of life are knocking on
my brain, trying to wake me from the stupor I've been
in since getting admitted to the hospital.
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Kicking aside all manner of signs, wanting to set up
my own in out of way places.

Leaving barriers behind, keeping others from following
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Expanding into the universe, a well-versed musician
playing saxophone so fine and filled with dignified
musical notes.
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Swallowing daily doses of other's stresses as they
try and place them on us.

Withdrawing from their insistence, listening and
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Listening to a spiritual presence on stage, playing
saxophone religiously and solemnly without reserve.

Praying rhythms and melodies with every breath he
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