RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Softly, echoes whisper through my mind, singling out
thoughts awaiting rhyming verse, sanctimoniously
arriving on quaking shores of irreverence.
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Parodies of ancient duos fixated within spheres of yesterday.
Calling forth mistakes covered in gold, shining examples of
evil in this world.
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Dampness of the years filling insides, molding,
mildewing, blackening inner being.

Emotions held in check, buried in steel boxes
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Reluctant, hesitant, standing back, straying farther from
the reaches of indecisive moments, afraid of the pain,
fulfilling destinies of thoughts about death and the ending
of it all.
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Rainclouds gathering in a mind, spreading themselves,
intertwining their souls with mine.

Hurtling storms, felt intensely inside, to all ends of
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Cannot bring life into self, it stands still, out of reach,
beckoning self to follow.

Immersed in a thick, jelly-like barrier, movement towards
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'You have to start talking', those words frighten as they wrap
a thin blanket of fraility closer.

Afraid to let it go, afraid to face the barriers surrounding
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Sitting in an office, fearing talking at times when memories
take hold and won't let go.

Looking out a window high enough to see sky and tops of trees,
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Under the dirty eyes of abandonment, watching people who
have used and left others stranded.

Alone, waiting for answers, wondering what was done to
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Rapturous moments musically set in time, allowing no room
for misunderstanding, melodies spoken complacently in notes,
rhythms, spell-binding, bent.
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