RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Quietly, I hide among nature and go deep inside myself,
just to get away from it all.
No one can follow, because I shut them out completely,
just to be alone.
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Empty spaces of desert plains are suddenly filled
with the essence of my soul as I write it into
existence for all to see.
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Through windows of life, I see sorrow, sadness, emptiness.
All of them leading towards loneliness, no where else to
go, too many tears to carry along the roads of life.
As I quietly walk into the tunnels of awakening, I see
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Shaded memories, filling my mind, as I peer into it, wondering
why it is so.

Thinking of many different things that have happened in life,
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Creativeness being innate, following patterns of brain
waves and interior designs created before I was born.

Tell-tale signs of imminent sadness touching this heart
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Opaque reflections suddenly occurring, unusual in that
they don't happen very often in this mind.

When they do, watching and enjoying the effects they
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Knowing and feeling certain things innately, never folding
over, just continually being opened to the perspectives
and concepts of intellect's designs and patterns.
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So quietly, anticipating a feeling of intrepid silence,
filling with so many thoughts of past living, carrying
this being forward in pastimes of forgiving life.
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Somber, silent, teary-eyed, looking through heart's of
loss.

Searching for happiness that we can be a part of each
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Strolling down life's pathways, noticing everything along
the way, enjoying the beauty and scents of nature, all of
it tantalizing my mind.
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