RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Forging many patterns into inner designs,
letting them fall into mosaics of tomorrow's
future generations.
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Going into depths beneath waterfalls and capturing the essence
of newly formed and original creatures of habit.

Knowing that all expanses are being opened further and tested infinitesimally throughout this brain and it's intellect.
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Insisting on being heard even though turning away from
them, certain thoughts filled with pain of a lifetime,
continue to slap and maim without ever quitting again.
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Entering another domain where life isn't known and can be
created in any way that is wanted.

Desires are running rampant, following no known plans,
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Changes need to be made in society, because there is much
too much corruption in the United States.

Notwithstanding all the programs that allow graft and
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Taking stands in the middle of a crisis, many people are
laughed at - left behind to fend for themselves.

Wicked and evil politicians among other people are always
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Looking out windows, reflecting the room back at me is
disconcerting.

Expecting to see the out of doors when looking out,
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Shooting straight up in the air like a line,
flipping over backwards, falling down in
rainbow droplets, sparkling in the moonlit
night.
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Just putting a pen in my hand and setting paper in front
of me is enough to set thoughts flowing out constantly,
loving to write so very much, because I am freed, deep
inside of me.
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Quietly sitting, feeling lost inside, staring out the window,
looking for something to hold on to.

Finding nothing to sustain me, being filled with hopelessness
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