RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Remembering images of a loved one holding onto your
arm, walking into a party, face aglow, eyes twinkling
merrily in anticipation of having a great time.
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Replacing sadness and sorrow set upon me in life,
instead, finding solace and peace through writing
and music.
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Taking life a step at a time, performing daily
tasks and duties absently, passing time quietly
with resignation and divine intervention keeping
me alive.
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Watching and standing at the brink of rhythms being
played in front of me.

Keeping this mind exercised, taking intellect into
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Reassembling things as I sit back down after the
intermission, band now up and playing, taking us
down memory lane.
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Walking into the sunset tonight, remembering many
conversations of yesterday with my parents through-
out the years.
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Reassuring rhythms finding their way into poetry
that I'm writing daily.

Picturing insatiable times as they reach intellect,
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Riding into the midst of a hail storm right in the
middle of Wagon Yard, living in the highlights of
another rhythm as it falls upon my mind.
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Throwing notes here and there, the band teasing
me with a fast-paced rhythm again.

Catching and placing them in coded messages from
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