RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Eating a piece of hard candy and listening to a melody being sung,
by a friend.
Lilting, taking all of us down memory lane in a capsule of human
behavior.
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Singing in rain storms of life, recalling days of
happiness sublime, reliving times nearly forgotten
in cells of a mind.
Opening doors to enlightened horizons, reading
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Riding along in a yellow cab, late for another
appointment because there were no cabs available
when I called forty-five minutes ago.
Trying to stay calm, listening to music and
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Life travels the circumference
of our beings while alive.
Enjoying it's presence,
listening to wisdom residing within,
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A hectic race, a forgotten doctor appointment, a taxi showing
up at the door to take me there.
Rushing around, getting ready in five minutes, leaving without
my husband knowing or realizing that I'm gone.
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Life, it sits and waits for it's time,
acknowledging purposes and divine
intervention.
Standing in corridors of heaven,
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Solemnly in synch, dancing across my mind, feeling
time-altering mechanisms move and gyrate within.

Collecting visions of subconscious imaginings and
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Remunerations of life stand out against a backdrop of trials
and tribulations, tempting with repugnant situations.

As I travel through distinct measures of love, many travesties
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Leaving behind all thoughts of displeasure, longing instead for feelings of belonging and love of family.
Existing to use talent God has given me to touch other's lives in some way, to give them hope or have a smile touch them interiorly for moments in time.
Alone, yet touched by God through another, giving faith a chance to grow.
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Performing acts of generosity doesn't always mean giving money,
at times, you can give of yourself, just by lending an ear to
someone who needs to talk.
Opening self to other's needs can bring aid in ways least expected.
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