RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Filling up slowly with emotion, turning inside out from
all it's commotion.

Hurting and crying, wanting to die and be left alone,
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Golden helmets sitting on the side of a boat, waiting for
someone to place them on their heads and climb upon a
motorcycle.
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Listening with interest to a slow musical rhythm, seeping
into my being without any trouble whatsoever.
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Feeling restless and uneasy, getting up and down -
walking out.

Something edging me on, not letting this ball of
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Staring peacefully all around, noticing birds singing, playing
in a flower garden.

Colors, very pretty, blending into rainbows for anyone to look
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Walking around, looking for a way to waste my time until
my appointment comes due.

Wanting very much to just sit down and write, I stop and
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Taking place within are a lot of thoughts, some confused,
others not.

Yet they all amount to many ideas to write from and energize
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Soothing inner fears of abandonment with senses of nature
touching my being, giving an altogether new feeling of
peaceful endeavors.
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Enticing memories through the music I am listening to gives
an intense pleasurable sense to my brain.

Grasping onto it with my mind, being enlivened by it's
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Enjoying the company of others as they sit outside my being,
talking and laughing among themselves as I continue writing
whatever comes to mind.
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