RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Playing in the desert of my soul, finding relics of the
past lying in the sand, derelict and abandoned from non-
use.
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Twinkling ideas shining in my mind as I write, looking
like stars above, touching my mind with their essence
and caring thoughts.
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Wanting to hide away, not ever being a witness to evil,
only wanting to see the good in this world.

Never abolishing my belief in the goodness of humanity
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Softly whispering in the past, their echoes now coming
into mind, traveling the distance through many years
on photographic screens.
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Turmoil and challenges on earth take our time and energy
away from things that really matter, like loving our own
families and spending every spare moment with them.
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Sooner or later I will fall into the cradle of death
gently, tired of living this tumultuous life on earth.

Knowing that I look forward to it's intense peace and
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Time taking itself along our lives, expecting nothing,
giving not a nanosecond to us, just ticking along at
it's one speed.
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Reeling and rocking in rhythms that take me away from this
crazy life bent on destroying me through people who are so
selfish and greedy.
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Finding self in a morning light shining upon earth,
wondering at the beauty of nature, being satisfied
intellect's interpretation of it.
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Creating and shaping thoughts into infinite amounts of
words and meanings.

Forming them into prose, delivering messages to all of
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