RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Watching trees behind me, whispering to one another
in an afternoon breeze.

Listening from afar, hoping to hear a little of their
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Waking to create again throughout the day, enjoying a
promise of fulfillment coming into my mind and soul.

Covering tracks through poetry, sliding onto slippery
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Sorrow and turmoil of life taking a back seat for now as
I am being entertained by bikers and many people roaming
around, talking and joking, having a good time.
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Reminiscent sounds coming to mind as a waltz plays in the
background.

Holding memories tenderly and preciously in the palms of
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Frightening times spaced silently apart,
partaking in speech-filled moments.

Lacking skills, afraid to speak, motion
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Spinning through this morning, thinking and creating
products of poetry.

Living in a world of my own creation, blocking out
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Visions dancing, agile and free, letting this mind loose
into an interior atmosphere where poetry will reign and
tantalize my being in every respect.
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Making pleasant memories for
grandchildren and children,
collecting many images to
promulgate in excessive moments
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Silent hopelessness sits in many people, as they wait like
cattle in pens, trying to apply for food stamps and AHCCCS.

Giving up their self-esteem and pride, answering private
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Interpreting life through hundreds of words each and every
day through poetry.

Unlikely subjects at times come into an expressive existence
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