RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Reaching into depths of this intellect, collecting memories and
images of the past, connecting them to the present, hoping they
will still remain in future visions.
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Peering out the restaurant windows, watching people walk by,
cars traveling through town, everyone just passing through
or stopping to eat some lunch.
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Life battered, still living at times, wondering why and how it
happens, walking down back roads of my mind, blackened by sad-
ness and sorrow, intensely touching my heart with salted tears
through the years.
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Lonely shadows hanging their heads as they follow sadly behind,
not knowing what's happened, just reflecting the moods of those
they are attached to through the light of the sun creating them.
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Mind aglitter, brightly interjecting thoughts, ideas, concepts,
melding them together with abstracts coming into mind, intellect
taking and making their essence become reflections of this mere
poet's creative thought process.
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Soliloquys of life sit upon mountains looking out over landscapes,
touching upon nature and living in the spirit of God, moving across
ravines and through canyons.
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Living totally in the awesome presence of our Lord, looking out
and through nature where all His creatures live, finding their
places in nature's abundant spaces.
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Clouds scattered about the sky, little puffs of white, fluffy
and mischievous, playing tag, running to the sound of the wind,
air currents taking them across nations, countries over the world.
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Looking out upon the mountains of New Mexico, wondering what's
going on over there and if I would like it or not, taking this
mind into the desert wilderness, beckoning my spirit.
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Lively, avid, tender and so silently exciting, thrilling me in
every way, withstanding the tension and suffering of this earth-
ly life.
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