RoseAnn V. Shawiak Feelings Poems

Bending branches of trees hanging into a memory of
childhood, reminding me of all the good and wonderful
times had when climbing them every day.
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Rhyming in depths of beauty's peaceful view on life.
Wishing to be all that I find within, expecting songs
to fill me with anticipation for times I have left to
write about family and friends.
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Following my mind down pathways of rhythm,
trying to get away from the senseless
feelings of abandonment by a dear friend.
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Sweetly caressing humorous feelings,
displaying them in inane activities.
Foraging through lifelines,
insinuating relative attributes to
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Feelings lying within like boulders, sitting silent and still,
not wanting to move, emotions hiding beneath them, not wishing
to be felt right now.
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Rushing along the edge of night, listening to melodies and
writing poetry in fast-paced rhythms that suddenly slow way
down so notes can catch up then run faster into the air.
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Wriggling into rhythms, fast-paced and lively, taking every-
one away, young and old alike, positively being entertained
energetically and loving every moment of it.
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Facing loneliness in a moonlit night, stars twinkling
above, showing their caring and compassion for our
predicaments.
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Loving rising within, lifting me into the desires of
your being.

Touching heart and mind as it elevates my soul into
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Cantankerous rhythms playing insolently in pathways of contemplation
as mind and soul fill an interior spirituality of a lifetime in dark-
ness, awaiting upbeats of an ulterior system of notes.
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Hearts of people feeling their way into minds filled
with whispers that no one else can hear, a feeling of
tears starting to appear out of nowhere.
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Hearts of people feeling their way into minds filled
with whispers that no one else can hear, a feeling of
tears starting to appear out of nowhere.
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Music intensely touching the very within of intellect,
matching mind with words and definitions filled with
imagery and a natural spirituality.
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Joining feelings of an interior sadness, being filled with
it's incessant and sparkling tears, gently dropping one by
one from either eye, showing the emotions going through at
any given time.
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Reaching interiorly, searching for purposes in life that
I expect are hiding within.

Gliding back and forth, not wanting to solidify or be
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Wrapping and unwrapping thoughts, throwing away paper
enfolding them.

Alighting incessantly within this mind, grasping onto
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Stampeding through deserts of feelings,
trampling them all and leaving them to
dry out in the hot desert sun.
To be purified from all of existence and
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Sirens soundly signaling the start of sorrow's sing song voice, penetrating places in hearts where reminders of love reside.
Touching softly so as not to tear it in two, feelings gather in bunches, holding on to one another so none of their lives are destroyed.
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Fighting for the reserves I need to keep on going,
barely hanging onto the center of my universe.
Only wanting to exchange happy for sad feelings so
I can write away the pain hanging on inside my heart
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Playing piano, listening to perfect tones as they touch
and play with rhythms of pleasant treasures being held
inside while living.
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Whenever I hold onto memories, tears glisten joyfully,
touching heart and soul gently poetical.

Feelings peace-filled interiorly, unafraid of wandering
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Settling into moments of despair when your parents die is a
heart-wrenching experience, tearing one's heart and mind to
the core of one's being.
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Soft lights shining in a romantic gaze, turning minds towards
desires as they move out into the motions of measures in many
rhythms.
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Chugging along the tracks, everyone smiling and keeping step
in measures of rhythms, loving how the sounds turned into
colors bursting everywhere.
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Chugging along the tracks, everyone smiling and keeping step
in measures of rhythms, loving how the sounds turned into
colors bursting everywhere.
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Seeing energy and purpose flowing into this heart filled
with active and vivid rhythms as the mood continues to
increase, and the night grows shorter.
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Sailing across oceans of interior dimensions, a solace like
none other, solicitously moving through many hours of the
day and night.
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Enticing rhythms egging me on, taking emotions and filtering
them with their sounds, easing tension and stress immediately,
turning bleak moments into landscapes of nature and beauty.
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Thoughts running around and through this mind, heart listen-
ing for sounds of feelings rumbling in my being, telling
tales of how I'm feeling deep inside.
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Taking time through memories of yesterday when we were
together, touched by your unconditional love beneath
the covers as we became one.
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Joyful light, finding an enlightenment filtering through
music as it flows down and through an interior waterfall
of this mind.
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Smoothly slowing in the still of the night,
elevating feelings of apprehensive thoughts,
starting to multiply into heaven's spaces.
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Mind tackling rhythms in folds of this open mind and brain, touching upon facts and truth as they're being found out on a constant basis.

Watching as they combat depression and despair - never letting them entering in a positive mind, brain, intellect, keep-ing this heart in an open field of feelings.
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Outcomes of seasonal plaintives, exhaust memories as they
exercise and pour their hearts into abysses of elicit
energies.
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Silently quiet, stirring grey matter, trying to adjust
to hidden feelings now rising above all else.
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Picking apart measures of adjacent melodies,
sorting though them in lackadaisical efforts.

Following every note through mazes of intellect,
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Reason has fled along with logic and sense,
because I have no room for them in my present
state of mind.
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Just before nightfall the world is still - quiet -
peaceful.
Winds have died down, breezes have disappeared.
A white and light blue sky has an iobic feeling
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Silent rhythms playing in dreams of sleep, soothing hearts
and minds who have lost loved ones during this Christmas
season.
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Depravation being sung into lyrics of a song, touching inner
feelings lying beneath the surface, shame being pronounced
out loudly in rhythms.
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Arizona rain cleansed, pure and unadulterated, continuing
with a childhood innocence deep within, teardrops of yes-
terday filling senses with broken feelings of love.
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Many feelings forming words of poetry innately, taking life into
interior spheres where all of fantasy and imagination gathers
together.
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Thinking back into yesterday, sadly missing many whom I've
loved and lost, suffering when thought of, tears smarting
both eyes.
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Racing with rhythms, soaring into the heavens, loving the feel-
ing of freedom that overtakes spirit and soul so quietly yet
exuberantly throughout the day.
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Chocolate covered feelings being relished and savored
in my mind.
Deliciously touching my heart's private chambers,
alerting them to untold stories of unrelinquished
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Sadness flowing from a heart,
going down river in a steady motion
taking my life with it to foreign shores.
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Feelings of love deeply crease my being,
becoming part of who I am.
As life travels down lonely highways, I
hold love closely on every journey
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Touching my mind with titillating sounds of
intrinsic melodies from somewhere above my
intellect.
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