RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wailing into the darkness, guitars taking my heart into waves
of interior storms where I continue to drift about on the surface,
alone and thoughtful.
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Searching this world over, not able to find my heart in any one
else's life, stranded on lonely shores, unable to be loved this
side of life.
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Wrecking havoc within, rattling senses and emotions drastically
and totally, serving life's essence on a spiritual platter. never
walking away from sacrifices.
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Rings of truth peal out loud and clear on this earth, spreading
integrity and honesty throughout this planet, secretly whispering
beneath our breaths about those who lie and are dishonest.
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Tossing about melody's rhythms, carrying me in and out of
imagination, giving an energy as I write poetry, loving
and dealing directly with feelings and emotions.
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Rippling effects crossing over the surface of a smooth solace
from above, tantalizing and purposeful, always taking my mind
into a juxtapositional universe.
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Raising caine, hollering and yelling into the center of turmoil,
hoping to be heard, knowing that I will not always be, sincere
and totally focused on many opportunities stepping into limelight.
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Sensing whispers of rhythm descending directly from heavenly
gardens, showering this poet's soul, gathering all of it's
sorrow into interior depths of the Divine.
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Lights and sounds both taking me into the brilliance of rhythms
as they are coded and taken quietly and silently into positive
attitudes of many poems.
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Staccato thoughts now are matching beats and tempos, stepping
casually into moments of this fantastic atmosphere, never
leaving behind a single note.
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