RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Life continues through all sorts of trials and tribulations,
just existing until it doesn't.

We constantly try to do what we can, taking care of one
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Rain clouds gathering for a tea, pulling close together to
sit at the table.

Talking about all sorts of things, gossiping until it sounded
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Standing upon mantles of yesterday, forlorn and blossoming
from beneath the sun.

Weather-beaten signs filling life with decay, sending
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Sliding through the sunlit day, mind filtering thoughts like
clouds do the sun.

Regulating musical rhythms that insist on dancing in my head,
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Like mirrored glass, eyes reflected loneliness inside,
a void of waiting quietly alongside a pool of emptiness,
strayed.
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Mannequin silence fills the ethereal night with an
untouchable sadness.

Penetrating no barriers, unable to be reached,
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Unknowingly lost in a dreamworld of his mind's making,
a friend sits sleeping.

Looking at him in peaceful slumber, sitting there, my
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Laces of time lie unbroken upon sacred ground, never
trampled on, always thrown about without a second care.

Forging into deep, black nights, brought on by literary
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Sharing hours with a friend, trying to be helpful and he
won't let me.

Putting me off, in mires of excuses, as he loses sleep
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As deadened to life as the shadow of a tree lying against
a wall, void of all hope, all dignity, walking away.

Head held low, upon my chest, nothingness envelopes this
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