RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Secrets kept quietly behind silent and closed lips,
yet creating havoc in the world.

Our politicians now ready with a plan to confiscate
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Wintery thoughts, cold as ice, like icicles poking me
with their icy points of view.

Sun shining high in the sky, melting the ice and is
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Looking for reasons to continue living, latching onto slivers of reality, always letting them go, because there is no purpose found within.
Sensing a faith beyond control, lighting candles filled with hope, praying for an existence of serenity.
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Skipping heart beats, riding along streets, mixing life with glory and fun.
Not reflexing to any specific time, just listening to inner rhythms as they produce works of literature for hogs on the road.
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Standing alone watching life go beyond me, counting the moments left me in lower amounts.
Taking time to conceptualize my hopes for what is ahead and letting go of the past - it has passed it's prime and usefulness.
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Swiftly accentuating ideas as they arrive consecutively in importance and verve.
Listening in accordance with my mind, following creative pathways through mazes intuitively made for life's journeys through knowledge, wisdom and prayer.
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Liquefying thoughts, flowing downhill like waterfalls in the mountains.
Serenely coasting, floating upon life's waters, never latching onto anything, knowing that it will only be taken from me.
Living an existence in hollow emotion, deciding every moment spontaneously, never leaving chances to become what I must before my dying day.
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Life is saturated with experiences - some of which we'd prefer not to have.
Exasperated beyond control, we sometimes just step back and disappear into nether worlds, stripping ourselves of emotion and wallowing in self-pity until we've had enough of it.
Returning once again to face the reality of life and it's costly price.
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Crossing ivories with talented precision, taking off to another dimension for creative intuition to become itself in being.
Writing on clouds of inspiration as thought melds with subconscious ideas, making images appear interiorly with spiritual vitality.
Critically adjusting attitudes throughout myriads of experiences on horizons of everlasting piety and soulful prayer.
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Strutting down lanes and through gardens of musical poetry, fantasizing all the while.
Memorizing notes of lyrical content, inspiring mind blossoms in verse.
Taking strides towards mystical comprehensions.
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