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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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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Tickling pictures of youth with feelings that have been
hidden far too long.
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Beating patterns to my inner alcoves,
hoping to find another sphere of life
I can continue writing in.
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Playing with rhythms in my mind,
enjoying all feelings it brings within.
Collectively transporting my heart and
soul into individual areas of interior
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Brilliant feelings of a soul, sated with the love of
God above.
Knowing there is nothing to want for, because it will
always be provided.
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Silence filling inner realms as life
overtakes feelings, adjusting their
intensity to fit a morning awakening.
A supple way to greet a new day in
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Dancing inside, sorrow slips and slops itself
against the walls of loneliness.
Reflecting in gigantic mirrors, never broken
or forsaken, taking on only what is seen in
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There are no sanctions to be found here at the end,
only illusions carefully secreted and guarded without
qualm.
Confinement of existential environments coalesce and
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Rustling of leaves touch my soul, causing it to stir
and seek our Lord, in the coming storm.
Touching strings of my heart gently, letting me know
that He has come and is here beside me to help ease
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Intently wondering what life actually holds,
and will it ever be learned?
Curiously thinking, trying to imagine what
has never been told.
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Leaving this world soon, looking
forward to returning home to God in heaven.
Beset by confusing feelings of leaving
family and friends.
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Life is so crazy, so unpredictable, no way to know where you're going or what you'll be doing.
Turmoil inside just because you are alive, then outside tension hits you on top of all of it - throwing you into a hurricane of feelings, hurting and catching you off guard with no one to confide or trust in.
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Classical music nowhere in sound, yet, a polka is swaying and swinging into my mind with elastic feelings of sensibility and vigor.
Sensations of feet tapping, fingers flying, as writing begins to portray all the melody's around me.
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A hollow feeling keeping my mind on another plain, far away from the reality of day to day thoughts.
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Reflections decorating bluened shades of a waterfall.
Tenderly touching my mind with it's exquisite blend of textures, as I gently ease feelings into the total picture, giving the atmosphere an ambiance of eerie cloudiness.
On days of hopeless abandon, turning away from everyone, hiding in catacombs of my mind,
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Beguiling eyes, tempting friendliness to ensue, yet holding back,
not trusting anymore the person she was before.
Walking alongside, wanting to let go, but deathly afraid to,
because I've been hurt to the very core of my being.
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Focusing interior strengths onto pages of verse,
returning cycles of verdant prose,
catapulting feelings onto pathways of beautiful music
as it swerves into canyons of wakeful thought.
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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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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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Smoothly slowing in the still of the night,
elevating feelings of apprehensive thoughts,
starting to multiply into heaven's spaces.
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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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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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Intuitive feelings flowing into my being,
saturating my mind with thoughts it delves
appreciatively into.
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Dangling from life's strings, feeling tired of daily
grinds, hoping for an escape to recharge me for a while.

Searching nooks and crannies to hide in, forging new
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Praying over life as it continues to delve into
pathways of death without any provocation whatsoever.
Being undecided on how to live, while being killed
every day through sorrow, grief, loneliness and
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Slow, silent expressions of love found in another person, bringing happiness and joy to an aching heart.
Loving the feelings of belonging that are filling me with an elated inner spirit.
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Hopping down lanes of being, taking softened feelings into mires of harmony.
Holding onto hopes with a tender heart and soul.
Giving intuition a calm rhetoric, following each idea down opposite directions, never opposing the flow of words in tandem with musical etudes.
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Careening down pathways,
running to meet melodic harmonies
as they tickle my brain with
insidious feelings.
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Pedaling through the rain as it falls within my brain, giving a hue of bluened light, surrounding, picking me up, giving senses of calm, reassuring me of who I am within.
Feelings reaching up within me, wanting to be held, cleansed, loved unconditionally for what they are.
Human nature bound by emotions, taking us through every adventure of life that we surmount in time.
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Keeping feelings to myself is no longer being done, they are to be shared with everyone, because they are a part of human nature and everyone feels them at one time or another.
Letting people get in touch with their emotions helps them move down their own paths in life.
Sometimes retracing steps they didn't quite get and other times to rush ahead and
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Facilitating conversation,
uncovering hidden feelings.
Bringing them out into the open
where they can be discussed,
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Wandering aimlessly, not letting anything
close enough to touch me.
Wanting to not have any feelings right now,
just to see how it feels without emotions
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Swaying to inner beats, keeping me on track.
Sanity remains steadfast in my mind, writing
feelings down to stretch imagination and wind
intellect around it's sources, becoming the
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An intense sadness has leaped into my mind, cutting my heart in two,
tears bleeding from my eyes in desperate thoughts, while I sit back
and wonder what has caused this change in feelings so quickly.
Apparently, a fleeting memory has caught on edges of my brain and
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Being alone, enjoying the peace I've found here in the healing garden.
Solitude becoming my interior moods as I sit and write beyond my stay on earth.
Liquefying feelings, letting them flow with the fountains, downhill and back again.
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