RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Recesses in life, delving into pits of hell as people we know fall and get caught up in trials and suffering.
In essence, they are taking advantage of the misfortunes to rest and get stronger.
Taking a realistic stance, knowing that there are many situations creeping up on them.
Softened hearts, maintaining their lives in suspended animation for now.
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Circular windows catching reflections of cars speeding by.
Looking like circular windows of clothes dryers, reflections are tumbling inside.
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Lost in skies of wonder, recreating images to walk across stages of life, exciting synapses into recovering lost memories, left alongside avenues in retrospect.
Altogether, rising and ebbing into waves, pounding ocean sands in absolute intervals.
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Loneliness is settling in, taking over my life once
again as I sit in dire straits, wondering why it has
entered my soul once more.
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Succorious splendor, situating itself in my brain, touching gifts lying in wait.
Beautiful ascension, taking off into blue skies, never wanting to come back to earth.
Listening intently to a musical composition - I can't tell you how totally it affects my mind.
Soaring through imagination, never having felt this beauty so intensely before in life.
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Beauty outstretched in nature's heart, branches and
leaves tickling insides of my soul as I bask in
life's heartfelt grief.
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Waving and ebbing, taking blanketed
steps towards eternity on pathways
to heaven.
God standing at His gates, waiting
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A young boy of twelve killed instantly by a falling tree or limb.
Hunting in Colorado with his Dad and friends, enjoying one another and bonding.
Thoughts of killing animals the only ones on their minds.
Experienced hunters, teaching their sport to a child, all rules of safety being followed.
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Rushing home to myself as I am transported by rhythms into skyways of subconsciousness.
Forgiving attitudes calming me as I mount the last mountain of my life on earth.
Quieting my soul with fragrant scents of adjectives, blending together with thoughts of creating intellect.
Showing me exacting principles of music and it's compositions.
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Missing out on many activities in daily life, preferring instead to sit and write from imagination.
Taking myself on visits to outer space and beyond, then returning and leaving for points in inner space, reserved for only me.
Confident in my being, satisfied with life as I am living it today.
Leaving others out of my boundaries, preferring not to be hurt by their insensitive remarks and comments.
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