RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Crisscrossing thoughts touching my mind in a parallel world of imaginational ideas.
Softly encouraging me to travel further into recesses of generated images from beyond and before.
Catching everything in a dream - catcher, pictures of what the future will bring.
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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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Tears glistened many-colored memories, waving gently
in the heated breeze.
Reflecting feelings unknowingly, tugging teardrops from
my heart, bringing them to my moist blue eyes.
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Gardens of heaven are being seen when I close my eyes,
morning dew drops sitting,
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Looking morosely out the window of my eyes, seeing into my soul,
and spotting life's sadness always finding it's way in my being,
no matter what state of mind I'm in.
Leaving no hesitation stuttering in rhythms of my soul as I
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Styling, bringing innovative creative processes into being, allowing a freedom of interior ideas to be expressed and written for anyone to see if they choose.
Sending beats into distant poetry, pulling it back and retracing steps into new pathways.
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Sauntering down earthen pathways, searching for truths hidden within nature and daily living.
Exploring further into abysses scattered throughout, never being expressed fully because of fears and doubts held closely inside.
Finding no honesty, checking out never-ending visisitudes, taking back stairs instead of minding their daily business and using their purposes for the good of mankind.
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Life is at a standstill, listening to what is all around in the atmosphere.
Taking it in, absorbing every feeling that comes, taking everything in stride.
Leaving nothing out, enjoying every second of nature and it's playfulness.
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Tender happiness dwells within for friendship beginning.
Soft echoes of memories sweet, pattering through the years.
Laughter, sorrow, hope in tomorrow.
Foreign now, the awkward pauses - lulls in conversation have
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Orange sherbert clouds scattered length-wise across my mind's skyway.
A bluened sky, touching tips of mountain tops, setting a beautiful backdrop for a poem.
Expressing joy, fulfilling inner solitude, beginning every day anew with hope and prayer in my heart.
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