RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Loving to listen to rock and roll, finding an unending
plethora of songs at the Hideaway.

Combing through and holding onto every one of them in
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Foaming waters traveling around rocks, peering from under
the river's water, not able to go rushing downstream with
the rapids streamlining forward.
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Tears falling under midnight skies, scrapping against
the rawness of newly acquired abandonment.

Carelessly gave trust away and have been badly hurt
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A burden of grief hangs quietly, keeping me hidden
from those who want to talk.

Misty-eyed, alone, afraid to reach through the
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Grapes hanging from vines of my mind, reminding me of
younger days filled with family and love.
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Silencing effects of rhythms, centering in my mind as
flattened notes flow past on aged beats in time.
Once again drumming situates itself in deepened ends
of my mind's wells, drinking spiritually from depths
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Education today is very poor, our children are on lower
levels of learning.

Classrooms are geared nowadays to the smallest percentage
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Leaping into visions opened to nature, enjoying the
seasons of this life as I follow pathways of choice.

Leading creatively along and into intellectual imag-
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Softly, slowly, recognizing all beats of my heart as they
find their way into this mind.

Resistance is low, yet fulfilling the purposes needed to
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