RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Whispering thoughts floating through my mind, taking me on past journeys of love.
Remembering earlier days when dating my husband and being married all these years, love never fading from my heart and mind.
Holding his love in my soul, always with hope in our tomorrows.
Loving him even with my last dying breath of life when it comes to me.
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Keeping feelings to myself is no longer being done.
They are to be shared with everyone, because they are a part of human nature and everyone feels them at one time or another.
Letting people get in touch with their emotions helps them move down their own paths in life.
Sometimes retracing steps they didn't quite get and other times to rush ahead and enter the next realm of their existence.
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Mountains reaching out to me through miles of landscapes, touching my soul with their majesty and beauty.
Blue skies, white clouds, floating across them, enhancing their splendor.
Gathering all greenery into my mind, feeling it's essence fill me with life from above.
Ignoring all the eyesores of houses and buildings marring the view on their majestic heights.
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Looking to the bluened pinpoint of my future,
knowing that it's everlasting, beyond what I see.
An exorbitant amount of intellect is being touched
and manipulated in extraordinary ways towards my
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Ringing through the atmosphere, melodies soar into mind on wings of flight, taking off into spheres of talented people.
Crypting notes, turning them into musical notations, filling minds with their rhythms, turning a dull evening into a joyful occasion for all.
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Sailing around imagination's realms, seeing lost sights surrounding me as I find my way through oceans of testimony, declaring the life I've lived.
So tenderly, softly, betraying nothing, leaving nothing left unsaid. Yet, as always, there's a quietness filling me with sweet surrender as I listen carefully to every beat and measure.
Carefully adjusting time through moments of lasting ease,
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Stillness touching me from within my soul, keeping me steady, helping to focus on a near-by eternity.
Watching closely, my progression, as I trip and stumble at times, wondering if I'll ever make it to a point of perfection in the end.
Curious at every turn, I search for meanings, purposes, definitions, thinking I may find at least one of them.
It never happens, yet I keep looking, hoping, praying that I may be one of His chosen ones - being brought to His heavenly
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Watching venues of rhythm as they climb into heights beyond me, leaving me wondering what's going to happen next.
Waiting for another episode of divine intervention to acquiesce and begin attaching newly amazed emotions to travel freely.
Landing softly in many poems of explanation, full of newly created definitions.
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A woman caught up in the moment decides to sing along with the
Blu Notes.
Although she's totally flat and out of tune, she's given a
chance to entertain us with amusement.
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