RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sliding and floating downstream, feeling calm and serene,
watching landscapes of nature entice my mind as I pass
them by, loving the solace filling me explicitly.
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Death has a way of rearing it's pale face in lives of all
of humanity, taking away those we love indiscriminately
or so we think.
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Looking out the window at our American flag hanging limply
from a flag pole in the courtyard here at the Senior center.

Little breezes blowing whispers, moving it gently and deli-
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Looking all around, noticing shadows, textures, angles,
sunshine filtering through a skylight onto a concrete
floor.
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Thinking twice about life, unable to forget your tender love
for me, looking back upon all the secrets we've shared with
one another, knowing our love has stood the test of time.
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Wherever I step, life takes me by surprise, giving feelings
of excitement, thrilling me with untold pleasure, climbing
in and out of experiences.
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Seeds that have been sown through our love grow and continue
to blossom throughout the years, children grown and with
families of their own.
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Running into the future, trying to catch up with life that
keeps getting out of reach, always grasping it, taking it
into tow, so I can experience everything I'm able to.
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Silent and composed, wandering deserts of my soul, seeing
the heartache and sadness that has always been with me,
holding my hand and heart.
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Waking up during the night, poems stirring in intellect,
wanting to be written down immediately, not letting me
sleep until they've been fulfilled on pages of my poetry
journal.
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