RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Regular times in life we all travel
down pathways of daily routines,
never faltering in our steps.
Knowing the way to our livelihoods
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Swelling with words within my brain,
needing to let them drain themselves
into many poems.
Leaving me to write continually in a
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Winding down as the night grows
longer in yearning hours of slumber.
Touching upon dreams as they begin
to crowd around, wanting to be
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At times a sadness grows from someone's heart and flows out into a song of regret.
Tears forming in their mind with every word spoken aloud, giving up themselves in a song, glistening with tears of sadness, being alone and empty.
Then when done, people clapping and saying well done, not knowing the true pain within that the song has brought back for them to mourn anew.
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Rhythmically sounding out in a strong voice of intellect, rising to the tidal waves of emotion.
Clapping quickly as I go through the aisles of tomorrow with an aptitude of calm reserve.
Keeping track of every beat, singing with an energy of exuberant peace filling every nook in the universe.
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Reaching out, forming circles in my mind, going around without falling out of an interior circumference.
Not levering any type or thought to coincide with the edges of night as they close upon sight.
Wondering where they hide when in a triangular state of mind.
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Silently thinking of yesterday, wishing I could go back in time to relive those beautiful memories of our love when it first began.
A clear morning, sun shining brightly as a gentle rain fell from an Arizona sky.
A sight to behold, one that will never be forgotten as our hearts melted in love.
We became in life through our future marriage of many years together.
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Bewitching moments don't happen very often and are seldom recognized for what they truly are.
A stop-over in life where love actually alights in your mind without going straight to your heart.
Fooling you into thinking it was true love forever, when actually it was an infatuated mirage that faded from sight soon after the thought came and fled into the night.
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When I have finally left this earth, your heart will reach for me and I'll no longer be there for you.
Only in memories will I be seen, through crystal clear tears of love you will still have for me.
Joining together in the future, following rivers of our time together through the years.
Trying to hold and treasure one another, but only in this poem will we have a moment together in your heart as you remember me.
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