RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Jumping, leaping, undying love of cowboy ballads is
running rampant among us, enlivening our spirits and
souls.
Reaching through all notes, placing our hearts along-
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Journeying alone, taking steps off-road, hoping to
find new locations of words and meanings in the next
dimension.
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Numbered balls of destiny rolling and being hit
around a table with a mighty stick of superiority.

Tricking and playing unsound wisdom of this
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Continually rising above all catastrophes on earth,
not letting anything stand in the way of writing daily.
Even on a death bed, words will flow out.
Loving to see what I'm writing as it forms in pictures
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Quietly reticent, unfamiliar with a sense of relief,
trying to penetrate the barrier of despair always in
existence.
Stating facts of cancer's presence, calculating the
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Silence filling me as I watch interiorly on a screen.
Tears falling gently into a pool of atypical moderation,
sinking hurriedly into deep sections of personality,
closing off everyone else.
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Gently touching strings of my interior mind, blended with
subconscious dreams, bringing to fruition, an atmosphere
I can handle, becoming my purpose in spite of other people.
Listening carefully to other-worldly thoughts, seeking me
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Soothing thoughts play around inside my mind,
touching and reaching heart and soul with
gentle life-giving rhythms.
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Reaching for memories hiding interiorly,
hoping to catch them off guard so I can
remember what they were once, a long
time ago.
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Clouds crowding out blue sky,
heading to a destination no one
on earth can tell.
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