RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Learning from life, it's chemistry blending with intellect
as concepts are being born within this mere poet's mind.

Listening to rhythms as they are coded directly into
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Life lying in beds, all across hospital floors,
holding people in many stages of life on earth.

Some so close to death there is no longer any
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Stepping fast into a rhythm, leaving me exhilarated
and breathless, having such a great time here at my
Birthday party!
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Knowing that God has a plan and purpose for my life now
that He brought me back from death's embrace.

Poetically being His instrument, reaching so many people
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Catching glimpses now and then of the man I married,
more often than not these days he's hidden behind a
dark cloud of dementia.
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Growing pains elicited in beginnings of love growing interiorly,
shyly, hiding it's feelings silently, one day finding the heart
that matches their own.
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Treasuring and cherishing the innocence and purity of
being a virgin at the age of twenty-seven, never ever
wanting anything to take that away.
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Charades being spoken silently as crimson and clover roll
over and over in a steady rhythm throughout the night,
bringing back feelings felt from years ago.
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Harmonies of loneliness biding time within each of our hearts
as we sit here together tonight, hearts swelling with sorrow
we've all felt through the years.
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Tired of listening to people being abused by others,
there is no sense to it at all, yet some beat others
with mental and verbal abuse.
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