RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Collecting, thinking, binding, writing everything into
interior albums of photographic images, traveling along
with chords, notes and sounds of measured rhythms.
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Doing to others as I do unto myself, treating everyone
with respect and dignity, finding goodness in every
person, never escaping manners taught when younger by
parents.
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Sojourn and quietly walking into depths of our beings,
at times feeling abandoned, forlorn in total despair
over the loss of a loved one.
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There are people, educated, smart, talented with degrees,
when given a position of leadership they fail miserably.

Placing rules and regulations on everyone, micro-managing
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Suggestions abound in this world, yet many do not want
to follow them, because we have our own decisions that
we prefer.
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Caught in the webs of another's deceit we become blinded
by their lies, many times to our own detriment.

Opening our minds, thinking outside the box and creating
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Resting and finding where we fit in this life, letting
ourselves experience new things, adventures, exploring
many meaningful pathways that we can strive for.
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Silent and uncompromising, standing like an interior
stature, unable to open your mind.

Keeping life narrow, closed within confines of stone-
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Imagining the glory of life in the United States, seeing
it go down the drain because of Obama, the muslim lying
and destroying the American Dream.
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Writhing in agony at times through life, we wallow in
despair and abandonment.

Having to live with the sadness of an inherent human
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