RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Marching steadily down pathways of troubled thoughts,
wondering what answers will be found to supply intellect
with a totality of exploratory purposes, fulfilling
an emptiness of all that needs to be explored and met.
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Feeling the wind brushing my face with wisps of long
hair, sun shining heatedly on my being, relaxing muscles
and easing tension.
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An extremely unlikely concept is falling upon my mind,
it is looking at me quizzically as if to say, now what
are you going to do with me.
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What a difference location makes, now parked at a Circle K,
just waiting for someone to get a drink and come back.

Heavy traffic flowing, cards hurrying by, all kinds of noises
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Justification of life comes full swing when thinking of
little children, watching them play and learn right from
wrong.
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Whispers falling upon my mind from somewhere
within intellect.

Fortunes and times of reality are prospering
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Stretching and lengthening periods of expression being
taught within this mind through knowledge of intellect
and spacious properties of wisdom as they are constantly
reached and expanded.
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Extreme sadness touching me interiorly, saturating my heart
with many salted tears of sorrow.

Shaking trees of saddened loss bends my mind and heart in
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Purpose and life are essential to this mind, living only
for times of writing intensely to poetical rhythms.

Beautiful and intrinsic, taking this being into the
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Looking around at the beauty and visions of life,
incorporating everything interiorly with a peace-
ful rendition that is placed within.
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