RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Brushing thoughts as we pass by in musical etudes,
climbing beats to heights beyond the sky.
Feelings cling like ivy to insides of my mind, as
I intellectualize them on paper for others to read
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Sensing rhythms of life that have passed beyond me,
noticing their loving, caring reverberations as
they gently soothe my spirituality with their
saddened calm.
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Waking in the calm of a storm, reaching for the dream
I was lying peacefully in.
Wanting to touch every moment with an alarming siren,
giving it away, sending it to the garbage heap of
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Feelings of roaming earth saturate my inner being,
challenging my vagabond way of writing poetry.
Pulling ideas from inner recesses of subconsciousness,
giving an energy and lively anticipation of things to
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Silken satin flows across sketches of drawings,
aligning and bringing them to fruition.
Suggestions have moments of eternity provided
eagerly, waiting on sidelines of expectancy.
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Reveries of placid thought continue down avenues
of life on forefronts of adventure.
Tickling mischievous ideas, placing them sideways
down sides of earth on the way to plateaus of
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Exercises of strength continue to build character,
almost destroying peace of mind.
Charging lights with a brilliant radiance, becoming
an angel's halo in heaven.
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Musically inclined from birth, destined to be a
performer for life, Peggy celebrated another year
of fate yesterday.
Calmly, serenely, gently heading into another
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Maureen is still touching lives through her memory
as it is passed on from Mom and friends.
Far-reaching effects stem from her life's work on
earth and her love for all things good and proper
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Steps of compassion throughout the years have
built souls of volunteers today.
Truly caring individuals, spending their time
helping others, putting themselves second.
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