RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Waiting for blossoms of life to return,
hoping to pick up where I left off.

Now reality striking, directly showing
...

Through the fiber of my life, joy has built it's dam, allowing it to flow and conquer worries and fears.
There seems to be a lifting - spiritual from my shoulders.
Heart overflowing, spilling out around me.
God at the center of it, smiling, laughing at my glee, rejoicing in the use of gifts He has given to me.
...

Roots of strength grow strongly underground where they cannot
be seen, but are used continually to live through this life.

They are foundations born within us, silently pushing, helping
...

Competition between two people is a constant reminder that there are always two factions in life opposing one another.
Sometimes being a good thing, bringing out the best in each person.
Other times letting out only the bad in them.
Life goes on, and competition is a part of it, only if it achieves the good in every one of each day.
...

Whether you are near or far we are close together in mind and heart.
Our virtues mingle and combine, radiating the beauty of God we hold within.
Lighting up the world around us with purpose and disciplined faith, taking in stride the apoplexy of sudden strife.
Building upon the stairway to heaven, levels of forgiveness.
...

Stranded in mid-life, aware of impending old age
creeping upon me much too soon.
Trampling underfoot, memories collide, striving
to be heard among anger blaring alongside.
...