RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

His light shines down upon us, giving us hope through
our faith.
Being the moment that your life opens up in extra-
ordinary meaning.
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In a Scottsdale Hotel, sitting in the lobby bar,
awaiting the appearance of Bruce Jenner.
Fire roaring in a fireplace beneath Christmas
garland and bundled balls.
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Christmas tree lights shining reflections onto
wooden tables, polished and shining in the
dimly lit lobby.
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Wind songs energizing my mind, galloping through the
deserts in abandoned haste, wanting only to lose
myself in depths of this inner wasteland.
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Fulfillment finding my soul and letting it grasp
everything in life that is needed.
Leaving nothing out or behind, time of necessity
is walking alongside my heart.
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Sounds of music bring me to my knees, begging for mercy,
wanting to rest a while.
It's never to be, as rhythm plays me into the atmosphere,
taking me to treasures unfolding from every note, leading
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Charging my soul with an electric feeling of writing
in silence.
Portraying everything in mysterious coded messages,
never divulging the answers lest someone steal all
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Seeing through the hazy mists in front of me,
heading right into them, not fearing whatever
lies within them.
Never losing my way, keeping to the path set
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Eagles of midnight flow over me, soaring into the
heights above.
Disappearing before I can hold them in my mind, a
beautiful sight also eluding me.
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Beating the beats of rhythm, letting them lead
and guide me through all the pitfalls in life.
Noticing that nothing can be exited from an
atmosphere of imagination, unless it's under-
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