RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Devastatingly beautiful, peaceful soul and spirit lying in
cancer's embrace, dying minute by minute before our eyes.

Memories flash quickly in and out of our lives together
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Turning away from incessant whispers and calls from inside
of sorrow's darkened hallways.

Knowing the outcome every time will be that of intense pain
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Wallowing around, feeling lazy, wanting to go back into
nature, walking through forests, climbing mountains,
being totally rebellious today.
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Jumping to rhythms in music's fantastic spirit, going
quickly into depths of contemplation, finding a soothing
place to remain while writing.
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More glitter and glitz than Christmas time, Las Vegas, the
city, is lit up all during the night.

Everything fancy, gold shining, crystals glimmering, mirrors
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Swinging with tempos of interior contemplation, settling down amid etudes, swimming around me in astounding rhythms.
Taking all senses into a vast land of rhythms, soothing every nerve and brain wave, completing it's voice inside every note being sung.
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A mixture of nationalities reaches from beyond, leaving douleur spread over me from past to future destiny's, singling out memories that leave me bereft and without joy, until I remember that with my death I will be reunited again in heaven.
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Twinkling stars of poverty's eyes, stay stranded in
my mind, watching the depravity of lives starving
inside for companionship.
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Seeds of sadness planted today will one day grow and
mature into genuine compassion for others.

Enfolded in the cloak of sorrow, emptiness and pain,
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Sounds of night, silent under the stars, afraid to speak
or move.

Frightened as a baby bird when falling from it's nest,
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