RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Joke's on me, life has misplaced my memory, no longer
having a place here on earth, living the death of life
now that you're not here with me anymore.
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Distant drums beating, taking me away, going into interior
depths of intellect, finding many concepts rising, always
touching my mind with tantalizing and beautiful visions.
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Searching through tears of sorrow, looking for the ones
that will set me free to wander interior shores on other
horizons.
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Waking to positive attitudes that music brings to mind,
fulfilling interior spirits, looking around, nothing
changing, people still thinking of themselves.
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Standing on the edge of a miracle, watching the sun rise
above, clearing pathways in life that will lead straight
to heaven when my time comes.
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Religions of the world help people to have faith, hope,
charity, compassion, teaching it all through an uncond-
itional love.
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Tasting salted tears of sorrow, feeling tranquil within,
as waters rise within an ocean of loneliness drowning me
in their depths.
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Lying on a corner like a scattered leaf, watching as
people walk by, not even noticing who I am, no one
greeting at all.
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Valentine's Day is coming up on Sunday, but we're now
celebrating it here at the Senior Center today.

Sweets and coffee being served, music and dancing in
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Memories of being a little girl pop up at times,
whenever I'm having fun and enjoying myself,
knowing it's my inner child smiling from within.
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