RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Fetching a difficult melody into the circle,
hoping to fulfill every wish thought of,
knowing that it's an insane idea, doomed to
failure from the start.
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Staccato blessings falling onto expressions of hopeful
desire, not letting them be torn from their hopeful
pedestals in life's prayerful circle.
Hurrying through the tablets of yesteryear, learning
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Fighting in the center stage, trying to stay alive,
looking for the strength that used to be there - be
a part of me.
Now, not knowing what has happened to me with the
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Swiftly flying down roads of yesterday, wanting to
get over all that happened then.
Looking forward to the sunrise of a new day to
greet me as I walk into the next invention and
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Walking downtown, stepping farther away from all
the past abuse, feeling freer with every mile I
put between me and you.
Taking my being away, keeping all the last minute
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Resolving the life I have lived with the dreams
that might have been attained.
Things don't always turn out as planned, but
somehow we survive in spite of it and continue
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Surviving in the still of this night, not knowing how
it happens.
Being torn apart within, my spirit has been broken
into pieces, no longer recognizable in my life.
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Recognizing voices of the past, tears falling at their
memories set in a place and time beyond me.
Sating my mind with the feelings of yesterday, finding
out now that you no longer want or need me, because
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Later in the night I'll be sitting on a stool,
entering all the poetry I've written during the
day and evening into the computer.
Adding to the collection already entered in it's
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Results endeavoring to come into the existence of
life without paying their dues.
Being held captive in a space of age-old platitudes,
not being able to escape the vise of gripping
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