RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Entombed beneath notes being played as a dirge.
Counting beats as they are interpreted in lyrics.
Falling to my knees, capturing feelings with rhythms touching and grasping my soul.
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Irenic emotions flowing like white rapids through me, giving me strength to get through another day.
Following an inner intuition, delving into scattered patterns of life and nature, allowing inspiration to be derived from a deep interior contemplation as I write of it's existence and continue moving forward, not wanting to miss anything.
Being as curious as ever, always trying to answer questions of life that annoy me.
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City of Phoenix is a lie - an illusion - run by
incompetents and derisive fools.
Leaving nothing to the imagination as workers
lie, cheat and steal from the public.
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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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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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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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Seething inside, filled with a quiet anger of betrayal.
Wandering around, not being able to control it's escape as it neutrally sits inside, waiting to pounce like a tiger wanting a meal.
Moving along pathways, tracing indefinite patterns, leading nowhere.
Sauntering down emotional lanes of sadness as if in a trance - a dream like quality with no relevance to observe.
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Strongly touching heartstrings with deepest misery, pushing me into a mire of sadness, taking away the will to live.
Smothering every hope I've ever had, leaving me hanging on a ledge of no return.
Tears streaming through my heart, taking away memories, flooding me with grief for my parents who have left me.
Wallowing in a somber silence with no reprieve from a lifetime of penetrating love and acceptance.
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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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