RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
Mind Of Life
Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...
Upright Through Midnight
Rhythms rocking me into the night, touching upon the
old days, struggling like crazy to stand upright through
midnight and beyond.
Watching, traveling, going straight into the middle of
another melody, like marbles rolling around, touching
the surface of emotions.
Turning me inside out and upside down, trailing and drag-