RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Walking into the morning, a chill in the air, left over
from last night's icy cold rain.

Landscape washed clean, looking pure, smelling fresh and
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Spotting wonder in nature, seeing it's beauty spreading
throughout our entire world, nothing to stop or hinder
it from growing everywhere.
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A silent song of sadness being played within my beating
heart, echoing into my soul with a whispering emptiness
reverberating back to my mind.
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Quietly and rapidly, rhythms falling onto the piano of
my mind, taking me soaring into the waterfall of poetry
that fills intellect constantly and instantaneously.
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Stalwart, not wanting to move forward, wanting only to
watch what I'm seeing now with an interior sight.

Calmly and silently knowing there is something hiding
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Echoes of your life continue to remind me of what we
used to have in life.

Silent, yet whispering to my heart in a language sent
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Events and experiences in life come and go, we live
through them at times or we die because they were
too much for us to handle.
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Listening to your voice drifting down the hall
of this empty house.

Haunting memories we once shared together in
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Quietly pondering what is going on in life, finding
that everything is falling apart more and more thanks
to obama's stupidity and treasonous acts against all
Americans.
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Tantalizing and getting me filled with energy from within
inner rhythms, building ever higher into an innate atmo-
sphere.
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