RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Playing back and forth in backyards of a mind, remembering
childhood games that were always invented to play with my
sisters and brother.
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Looking into shadows of eternity, noticing familiar
images even though hidden.

Opening up closed minds, treasuring peaceful energy
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Retroactive memories bombarding our minds, saturating them
in rage, feeling blood of anger.

Torturing physically, inept traces of tears, not allowing
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Taking life into open hands every day, living and choosing
intellectual pursuits, poetry and music.

Loving beauty that has been created within to give peace
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Pictures framing a mind, endeavoring to be seen repeatedly,
yet not heard.

Hanging diligently, awaiting a casual look, beckoning perhaps
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People thinking they know who we are, just fool themselves
with this asinine knowledge of theirs.

We live life through our inner child, even though everyone
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Windows opened wide, showing nature dancing quietly and
joyfully in the rain.

Holding out petals of flowers, catching drops of heavenly
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Walking along sandy shores, feeling right and free within,
no more saddled with the objects of earthly wants, only
focused on tomorrow's horizons beyond sight.
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Standing on the brink of a new tomorrow, wondering what will
come about with every new morning, sprouting in my life.

Knowing that every moment will be spent in learning and
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Riding a bicycle through childhood, enjoying the freedom
it always gave.

Seeing the world around me in a slow and careful aura,
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