RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

When life is near it's end, it becomes like a star in heaven, bringing peace and solitude to all who are around to see and share in it's ending.
Tears ebb as new life comes nearer.
Prayer takes on a special meaning, strengthening inner souls.
Magnificent feelings of peace and inner joy take hold as stepping slowly out of life, we seek and find our pathway to God.
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Bullets of remorse hit me unendingly with leaden sorrow.
Pounding me into mires of earth, covering me with dirt
of cemetery's.
Pits of hell try to surround me in everything I do.
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Touching chords interiorly, replaying moments in time.
Shining rainbows of good times spent together with
family.
So touching, so loving, an atmosphere of heaven-sent
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Drumming along, strolling down lightened pathways
of frosted pastimes.
Viewing every particle of nature within spiritual
eyes, taking advantage of it's effect on calming
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Incessantly sending love throughout our lives, caring about someone special is very difficult when they're ill for a long time.
Waiting is unbearable, yet the one lying in bed is too sick to comprehend.
Mind boggling, patience wears extremely thin, how much thinner for the patient though.
Tired, weak, out of sorts, wanting to go home, hospital life being such a bore.
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Empty courtyard, flag waving in a morning breeze.
Silently awaiting the coming barrage of people
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Images staring through the ages, teardrops glistening on
faces of memories pasted solidly in my photographic mind.
Folding in, abounding thoughts float on future horizons,
while I sit and reminisce alone in an old rocking chair.
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Tingling notes finding their way into memories of long ago,
blocking tiredness of a day's long journey.
Filtering mind-bending escapes as they escalate higher,
focusing on dead end roads without a vehicle to turn around in.
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Stepping into many thoughts,
crunching and scattering them
like leaves in a storm.
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