RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Pieces of unjust thinking lie waiting on floors of tomorrow's
horizon, knowing that the end is nigh as they wantonly search
for their places in passions of the heart.
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Beneficially playing the piano, carefully arranging
compositions in centers of intellect.

Uncomplicating attitudes of life, breaking them into
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Visiting the edges of sorrow, unable to hold all of it's tears
within folded palms, praying to our Lord in heaven.

Interiorly searching, extending and spanning a lifetime, all
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Scattered amongst ourselves, are questions of eternal
doubt.

Frustrated by the lack of answers generated, knowledge
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I'd like to write a poem on behalf of myself, this may be
beyond the knowledge of myself as a poet, but it may turn
out remarkably well.
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My soul longs for it's emptiness, to be alone, drained of
everything, to be filled with the personal knowledge of
God.
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Sanctuarily begetting instant gratification of lifetime ideas
through night-like dreams.

Quiescently figuring the density of perpetual eventuality,
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Silently traversing brilliant colors of the sky with eyes
alight, scanning bridges of intellect.

Bringing home ages of ideas sown from inner springs, brought
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Flowing abundantly, are sands of yearning, hopeful wishes of
wonderful times to come.

Their beginnings are just peeking about, complacently studying
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Taking mistaken steps too far into the future, because of
ignorance and shame is not an excuse, but reality of abuse.

Not knowing behavior patterns of youth are kept tucked
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