RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Intimidating thoughts, running away with rocking rhythms,
into an afternoon breeze.

Taking liberties and freeing ideas from their cells of
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Shimmering through elastic mornings of sunrise,
showering the world with a marvelous attitude of
positivism and rewarding bliss.
Thankful for the beautiful rendition of life as
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Slowly reeling into nether worlds, unafraid of what
will be found there eventually.
Looking around, seeing so many sights through rose-
colored glasses.
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Taken into the environment,
people enjoy themselves and have fun.
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Pastels turning about the floor, attaching themselves
to people's clothes as they jitterbug and tango.

As bright colors search for just the right person to
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Withering beneath a blanket of aging thoughts,
crying silently with yesterday's memories,
attempting to continue going on alone.
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Stomping around this world in boots, well-worn.
Always attempting to find a place to settle down,
writing life messages into poems everyone can
view.
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Freeing my mind magically with no hesitation,
allowing words to flow out prolifically.
Seeking established ideas hiding within this
orb of sight, awaiting their recognition and
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Journeying through life's meandering lanes of hope
and faith, searching for the meaning and purpose
of life as it happens.
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