RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rocks gathering themselves into small
remote castles of nature's abode,
hiding and protecting animals, reptiles
and insects with unreserved compassion
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Clouds stretching across a blue sky,
trying to cover it without success
on one side of me.
Yet, on the other side, there's not
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Jaded green desert, lush with vegetation
from several rain storms.
Beautiful to behold, touching my soul so
gently, tenderly with hope, that I feel
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Sauntering into periods of loneliness,
taking empty promises and heartaches as
they pull me into saddened corners of grief.
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Seething inside, afraid to speak for I may hurt someone's feelings
unintentionally and I don't want that to happen.
Anger stretching tightly across my mind, pulling me in directions I
don't want to go.
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Blending myself into backgrounds, escaping notice,
wanting to be alone to write and contemplate.
Falling deeply into patterns of serenity, challenging
intellect to come up with daring innovations and place
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Significant abandonment issues fill up innermost parts of brain and soul.
Articulating loneliness as it transponds itself into byways of elastic transcendence beyond scopes of intellect.
Fixating on striving to maximize knowledge as it freely roams around, looking for neurons to translate it's special formulas to acknowledge aspects of learning curves.
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Textures of emotion fill me interiorly,
catching individual attention with feelings,
tightening around my mind.
Stretching ends of imagination, pulling them
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Racing quickly to beats of a polka, soaring through the
fragrant atmosphere of rhetoric.
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Entertainment holding attention of everyone as they smile
and feel good, listening to music of old.
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