RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Remembering faces, attempting to put names to them,
wondering where we met - the circumstances.
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Revving inner motors, charging batteries of imagination,
taking off into the skyless atmosphere, hoping to find
some peaceful attitudes scattered throughout an inner
world, awaiting selection.
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Somewhere along the way finding self, after drifting
along on waves of life, not caring where ending up.
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Being shattered within, sailing away into sunsets of
tomorrow with no hopes or promises following.

Forging pathways for self, leading with lights of
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Sentences abounding in seconds of time, giving thoughts
an exit into the world of poetry.

Taking amounts of life and miniaturizing them to fit in
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Holding so tightly to precious memories of beautiful
moments had in life, that are now gone forever in
hands of time, their images being posed forever on
photographic screens within.
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Alone with a pine-scented interior knowledge of death
and sorrow to be coming in the not to distant future,
pulling away and writing.
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Stretching leisurely, feeling good, calm and excited
at all the thoughts accumulating in rhythms of music.

Leveling out interior moods, keeping track of how
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Wanting to always keep total control of innate gifts
so they can be used whenever wanted to.

No one having any effect, good or bad on intellect,
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