RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Thoughts leading me deeply into caverns of my mind,
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Leaves, still and silent in the summer heat,
trying to stay alive without regrets.
Quietly melting inside their frail green
coats of armor, attempting to stave off
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Waltzing through the tunnels of life, eyes full of stars,
awaiting the comeuppance of eternity.
Standing off, taken aback by the quiet unperturbance of
silence affecting outcomes of everyday life with a
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Racing to keep up with efforts of fast-paced rhythms, calling out to hold on and move further into the spotlight, chilling the after effects of intelligent abilities.
Searching altogether, knowing which direction to travel so I can always find my way home in the edges of night.
Soundly collecting all matters of beauty, trying to bring together whatever comes into the light before night is over.
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Masking emotions, pretending they don't
exist while I hide in corners and cry.
Full of grief, touching my mind with it's
harsh and brutal insistensity.
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Tender blossoms thinking generously alongside a boulder,
hard and resistant to someone's love.
Just like in life, people can be the same way as they
tear into your heart and leave it ripped open and raw.
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A fleet of clouds looking like an armada of ships and submarines
charging slowly into seas of atmosphere, a sky of blue.
Innermost beauty standing on edges of horizons, watching, waiting
to see explosions blast across my vision, sinking ships or
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Hanging into caverns of emptiness,
playing with suicidal thoughts as
if they're toys from childhood.
Liking their textures and feelings,
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Betrayal of people once close, hurts beyond normalcy,
yet that's life.
Cruelty abounding because abusive relationships have
been strung tightly throughout lives in constant
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Frosting of life melts at the introduction of spring-like
weather in March.
Warm, sleek rays of sun, penetrating my mind with thoughts
of elliptical magnitude in quiet solace.
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