RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Tranquil evening daylight, shining satinly over desert
plains, gleaming definitions of meaning onto clouds
above.
Screening visions with expectant hope, never looking
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Talking with hands and expressions on faces of achievement,
as life adapts itself in the interim.
Draping curtains over yesterday's experiences, hiding them
beneath coverlets of embarrassment.
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Translating words into poetical music on twilight
evenings of peaceful endurance.
Striking out on treks of distant wanderings, hoping
to find pleasure in something found in nature's
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Lonely escapades thwarting dreams from becoming a
new dawning.
Rigid boundaries holding limits tightly so as not
to lose sight of them.
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Thorns of past memories poke and jab without ending.
Bringing blood flowing from deepened wounds, left
from yesterday's strife, taking away desires of
belonging.
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Tangling ideas on forest floors, piecing natural wonder
together, creating songs of rock and roll.
Chuck Berry completing works of art with musical tunes
begun in his head alone.
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Delving deeply into emotion, stirring it with hardened
tears of life.
Losing your way, alone on a journey of knowledge, trying
to find and replace an existence with security.
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