RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Succeeding on pathways of future destinies,
shining intensely on graves standing years of time.
Often beguiling wisdom with energies of taciturn
involvement on circles of ages beyond.
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Lively adjuncts of others
bring some joy in lives.
At times turning them around,
leading them on new paths and
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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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Tasks fulfilling purposes in everyday life,
taking individuals to heights not normally
reached during their separate journeys.
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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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Cantering with inner rhythm, reliving images of the past through musical reverberations, anticipating visions of careful beauty, interiorly signaling all principles of definite meaning.
Placing chords into and upon sheets of music held closely in mind, treasured for all time.
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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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Gray shadow clouds crossing my mind, taking me to introspection and divine will.
Sating prayerful times of sadness as I covered up emotional loss of words in hiding.
Climbing inside patterns, wallowing in grief's demise, getting accustomed to it's fit for life.
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Quietly saddling up to go into deepest forests, camping in the high country, alone, wanting to be hidden away inside the wilderness.
Taking precautions to not let anyone know where I was going to be.
Sensing all of nature, becoming the person I am inside, filled with beautiful music, poetry and art, contemplating each one in their own time.
Not leaving any stone unturned as I call to the soothing whispers within.
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