RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sounding off in the distance, an alarm goes off,
warning me to keep my heart protected because
another person is heading for me to cause
emotional turmoil.
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Training thoughts to jump around and fall into many
particles of tomorrow.
Finding they're more intent on doing things their
way.
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Our lives being protected by our vets whether we're
awake or asleep in our beds.
Risking their lives for us all, so that we will
remain free in the U.S.A.
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Disappearing into no man's land, losing myself in
dissipated tears, trying to let life slip away.
Filled with tempting thoughts, wanting to just
fade into non-existence and be left alone in
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Insistence of tomorrow's timeline sweeps itself
into our visions, giving an essence of beauty
into the environment of beginning endings.
Penetrating outer crusts of our thinking becomes
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Sleeping in silent weeping, crying in winds of
fate that are holding me tightly in their grip.
Crystal tears of ice are falling deftly within,
causing me to be opened up unmercifully to another
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Gliding slickly into patterns designed by the
stubbornness held closely within my soul.
Never departing from the interior bliss that
comes along once in a while.
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Learning about the blues and how they began.
An interesting concept that I've never been
interested in - until now.
Listening intently to the guitar while Louis
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Picking up the beat, sliding into rhythms, falling
into deepest waters.
Taking off into the blue, finding an appreciation
of it through rhythm and sound.
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Instant song taking me into the atmosphere, lifting
me higher than before.
Living for the sound of musical rhythm, taking me
always to edges of beautiful landscapes.
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