RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Bubbling from depths of water, swimming imaginatively
with the fish in an aquarium.

Freely diving and looking about, people coming into
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Driving forces begin to stir within, pushing me
forward into another day, practicing hope even
if it doesn't seem to touch me right now.
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Memories hanging on walls like leaves on a tree.
Suspended in time, moments celebrated in minds
of yesterday.
Cobwebs clearing images from cluttered ideas
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Painting nature's vision onto inner canyon walls where
I can forever see them at any moment I recall.
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Last impressions fit just right, etched into by brain's
imagination.
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Interchanges in life, continually moving through my mind,
never dissipating, always being right in the center of
thoughts.
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Watching seniors dance and enjoy life for moments in
time.
Being together, socializing and becoming young for a
while through music, flowing smoothly and constantly.
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Today is a day for celebrating birth,
a mystery of a person, born without a
voice to talk to anyone with.
Her eyes taking in everything they see,
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Chasing thoughts down train tracks, following their
locomotive ideas through towns of repertoire and belief.
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Centering self with outward forces,
being coerced into energetic ways of life.
Being alive to inner tempos and intelligent
beings, sending thoughts to heaven with
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