RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

When the coat of anger surrounds a mind, lifeblood is
squeezed indefinitely from it.

There are no hopes or dreams, only desires to get rid
...

Notwithstanding, elements of time disappear before me,
reappearing in rhymes of sort.

Distinguished lines, standing on their own, developing
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Crawling along on all fours, searching for the life so
negligently dropped along an unused pathway once strayed
onto.
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Wind blowing gently across the earth, leaving idle patterns
behind for nature to enjoy.

Swallowing dust it stirs, choking off and on, swirling
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Stormy weather suits me fine today because inside feels
topsy-turvy.

Feelings are being pushed back and forth and not one
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Inadvertantly stepping into an abyss of sorrow, landing in
a pool of tears.

Reaching up to grasp a hand, finding no one there, being
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Steps of life cannot be budgeted by whims of idle gossip,
strong-willed fillings seek acknowledgement even from the
grave of departing memories and images.
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White waters cascading plentifully
behind squares of glass.

Dancing, hiddenly unaware of frequent
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Together surmounting problems of an unlively life,
working straight through each other to find a place
to meet, a focus point.
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Shadows of distant reminiscing, foreclosing on life,
taking away it's field of vision.

Torn apart by shattered remains of incessant lies,
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