RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Finding nothing important in reality's dreams, unless it
deals with family, and it's love.

Being expressed through the years in many hugs and loving
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Looking at opaque feelings, watching them cloud over,
trying to hide how they feel, so as not to be tormented
by thoughts of other people's narrow-minded views through
emotions and how they should or shouldn't be used in life.
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Delving into death's signs of preoccupation,
attempting to figure out his calculations
and equations showing him who to take next.
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Peaceful lands of desert, filled with the spirits
of life-long ancestors.

Feeling comforted, being held in mountainous arms,
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Searching on future plains to see what will be involved
next in life.

Promising visions, beautifully orchestrated, stand out
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Wanting silence to take over, keeping me away
from crowds of people talking and laughing.

Right now, needing to be quietly alone, nothing
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Unusual circumstances seem to fall across shadows of
sunlight, penetrating interior surfaces of intellect.

Surprising and beautiful, tantalizing all senses with
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Living in recesses of yesterday's visions, attempting to
take and place them into many poems of intuitive knowing.

Placing words adjectively into many pictures, watching,
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Looking from within an interior garden, feeling peaceful
and contented.

Having nothing to interfere with my mind, just relaxing
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Rising into the blue atmosphere, seeing vision of beauty
being created steadily, living in intellect's imagination.

All through the night, my soul is being nurtured through
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