RoseAnn V. Shawiak Sunset Poems

The beauty of this night will not last beyond morning.
I too will no longer be alive, lying in a shallow grave of
my own making.
Nothing to stop me, no one to help, in a desolate place I
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Brilliant yellow sun, touching my eyes and mind
with it's luminescent beauty as it sits beneath
desert mountains, holding their breath as night-
time falls upon them with a full moon of
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Someday in an evening's warmth,
I may watch a final sunset set the sky
afire with beautiful red, orange, yellow,
rose hues of heaven's glory, as I am
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Deftly holding onto the reins as I ride into the desert
of my soul, watching signs along the way, shown to me
by nature.
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Enjoying freedom of everyday tasks and stress, floating on
the essence of my inner being.

Always on the edge of discovery, entering one dimension
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Drifting on banks of mysterious waters, like clouds
floating in the sky.
Dark and gloomy forests shake their leaves at us,
reminding of destiny's cruel jokes yet to be played.
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Perfect lines of life lead me towards destiny, knowing
nothing beforehand, yet continuing to look forward to
every moment of it's fate, nothing can take this away.
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Living in times of rockin' roll, being tempted by a bluened
atmosphere engulfing and enticing my spirit interiorly.

Dreams rushing by like rivers going through life, battling
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Walking towards another sunset in the life of a friend,
wanting to not say good bye to him.

This life having been too short to give all the loving
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Soaring talently into skies of abandonment, filing everything within a sheltered description of placid intellectualization.
Focusing carefully onto original works of art and poetical prose, shining through the sunset of my life, and picturing intensely, the thoughts that I'm feeling so respectfully now.
Placing too much trust in unworthy people as I walk forward, trying hard to misplace all that I can in real time.
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Saving ethics of medicine as people all around die in their sleep.
Otherwise healthy people find themselves on shores of another
sunset far away from life's beginnings.
Relaxing and realizing the surface of truth as it exists under
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Stormy mind filled with clouds, ebony and gray,
taking it by force into abysmal depths, over-
coming fears attempting to intrude with their
doubts and unrealistic ideas.
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Crashing into depths of depression, falling, not caring, leaving the world behind.
Not wanting to listen or give in to hope, listlessly moving beyond life, trying to escape through my mind and not letting anyone know that I've gone.
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Thinking of my grandchildren and seeing into their futures, hoping all of their choices will be excellent so they won't have as many trials and sorrow as I have had.
To see them happy and fulfilling their essence and purpose with a passion in life is enough to let me go and enter my final sunset with serenity.
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