RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Agitation filling me, rising closer to fear of the unknown,
tasting the tang of bitterness in every remark given out of
retribution.
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Settling deep down within me,
peering out, my inner child,
worried, preferring not to
expose herself through writing
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Irish eyes are smiling on this St. Patrick's Day celebration -
a day too late - but enjoyable just the same.
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Tired from the early morning sun, rising and shining upon her,
a little one sleeps on while rhythms dance in her head
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Amusing self interiorly with changing rhythms of nature.

Engulfing imagination with waves of beauty, as life
whips and slides upon shores of sand being lapped at by
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Waking to a reverie of bliss, touching my mind with a
rushing wind of tingling energy, blasting mind waves
into beautiful particles of musical intensity.
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Cowboys riding ranges with hats tipped
forward to hide from the sun.

Riding with motions and movements of
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Singling out aspects of reality
as it steps upon my mind.

Neglecting feelings, tramping
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Sacrificing a lifetime for another person isn't
absolute love, it's a part of a neediness - a
co-dependence of sorts.
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Traipsing through moods of sensory perception,
disabling feelings in order to progress in life.
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