RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Enlightenment wandering into my mind, touching me deeply
inside where secrets of my life have been kept sacredly
and religiously.
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Rushing into the foray of another day, not knowing what to
expect at any given time, setting examples for the younger
generation.
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Silencing this heart, wanting it to stop it's ceaseless beat-
ing taking away the reason of this life, never cooperating
as yet, continuing to keep my essence and spirit alive.
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Watching senior men and women dancing together to melodies
they have known and grown old with, smiling, laughing, talk-
ing, holding one another.
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Laughing matters take me through the politics of today,
giving the impetuous to keep going, taking everything
in stride.
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Listening to people talk about the conventions, candidates
who are now running, telling their stories in detail, many
questions being answered from all directions.
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Following the practice as everything is being talked about,
finding reasons in which all issues were going to be printed,
letting thoughts flow energetically.
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Solemnly guarding particles of every movement as life takes
on new meanings, finding definitions pertinent to what is
going on.
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Reaching outwardly into the midst of everything political,
shaking some to the core of their beings, lifting spirits,
opening up minds of others.
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Listening intently to what Hillary is saying, hearing nothing
but contradictions and lies, seeing illusions being made up
and put forward onto the stage with no backup or truth.
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