RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Adjusting attitudes to meet new patterns every day,
giving a head's up at times, then again, maybe not.

Finalizing plans as they arrive in thoughts of imag-
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Lightened and intelligent knowledge is held closely
within us, waiting for it's turn to speak up about
what's wrong in this world.
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Lights shining, beckoning and showing the way into
the future, beautiful sentiments being placed inside
us, bringing about intense feelings of our senses.
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Never knowing when we say Good Night to one another if
we will ever see each other again on this earth.

Hoping and praying for more time, maybe a cure to be
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Constantly rushing into streets of our runaway dreams,
separated from childhood, wanting to be regained from
our past.
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Measuring life, wondering how much longer we have at
the end of each day, taking things into our own hands
by writing down appointments and creating agendas.
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Lying comfortably on the beach, moon rays combing my
hair and massaging my back.

Thinking and feeling like a younger version of myself
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Shooting sparks, finding their way into my mind,
striking again and again, sending little fire
works into intellect.
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Silencing effects of death berate me, holding onto my
being, recreating loss again and again through life.

Recesses in my mind opening and closing, not really
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Reaching into the darkness, not knowing what I'll find
there, being numb, no feelings being felt as I quietly
follow an inner desire of curiosity to it's end.
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