RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

In the parking lots of life, we have moments to gather
our thoughts, placing they into memories, keeping them
as little treasure to remember their times.
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Tangling emotions leaving me bereft in a land of
lonely abandonment, wanting love to make life real.

Waiting for moments to overtake my being with special
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Drifting off into inner dreams, searching for their
thoughts and ideas always enticing the poetry of my
inner being.
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Entering regions of my brain when listening to rhythms
brings about an enlightening substance of thoughts,
pondering them within the bluened spirituality of my
soul as they magnify the beauty of the Divine.
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Solemnly on wings of prayer,
daylight filters down through
clouds of misty haze.
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Waving gently like seaweed in the ocean, willow trees
sway slowly in an afternoon breeze.

Silently lifting spirits with their peaceful, serene
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Rolling, topsy-turvy, over the heated pavement,
looking for some coolness beneath a shady tree.

Crackling, banging it's head, just as it finds
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Peering into picture windows upon a library wall,
seeing reflections of outdoors in colorful,
picturesque images.
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As loneliness pours from my eyes, this heart is
being squeezed to death in sorrow.

Forgetting to fulfill life, death stalks slowly,
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Tender life, gently growing, seeing the world close
around you, timidly reaching out to touch and explore
it's little tiny universe, a tender life is left
yearning to discover more.
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