RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Morning stroll along the river walk, past the Colorado Belle
and into explicit peaceful contemplation throughout my mind,
as it alights gently upon imagination's puzzles of information.
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Receiving plenty of notes to penetrate denizens of
jungle tangles in precious stations of life.
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Guarding events and points
of interest with jealousy.
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Newly decorated interior thoughts pounce upon deserted
oasis' awaiting picturesque moments of decisive belonging.
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Standing on love's carpet, answering it's call
for thirty-two years together, holding eyes on
one another.
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Grandparent's Day at the center, Granddaughter's enjoying
their time with us together.
Daddy, all proud and smiling at his girls, watching them
dance and have fun listening to Peggy and Neil play.
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Sailing exhilaratingly across spaces in the atmosphere,
energizing vibrantly, interior places of contemplation
and verve.
Routing out nonexistent avenues until now, bringing them
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Singeing walls of interior canyons with sparks of
enlightenment and prayer.

Signaling souls to migrate and begin again on
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Staying in touch with inner tapestries,
clinging to their images like lifelines to past memories.
Being inhered to future recriminations, satisfying emotional
tides with many secret pastimes of dreams.
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Talking interiorly with souls sent from above,
listening to their words touch my mind's
emotional tides as I automatically write their
feelings from the other side.
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