RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Wondering and thinking about love and how it is that we
can fall into and out of it through the years.

At times finding it totally wholesome and fulfilling,
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Spreading peace through my heart and soul, conspiring
to keep me placated and evenly tempered, yet, I am not
always so amenable to these situations.
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Writing enticingly and being pushed beyond the expediency
of life, giving more than ever to the essence and passion
of my soul.
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Scurrying hurriedly across my mind, intellect's rhythms
playing rapidly and holding tightly to their effervescent
livelihoods, never tiring of their essence.
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Bing lifted spiritually into sacred realms of heaven with
just a simple thought.

Quickly finding the fastest way into depths of rhythm as
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Steady rhythms playing and touching the heart of my soul,
twisting them around and letting them circle in whatever
directions they wish to go.
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Strictly looking into the past and watching all that I have
been through, seeing how it has expressed my being through
the years.
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Deepened sadness, hollowing out my being with it's
saturated loneliness in grief.

Needing quiet, symbolic rhythms touching sincerely
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Reality wishing to be more like imagination, creating and
divining absolute truths that it carries within.

Finding that life has a way of building statues to show
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Broken-hearted people being brought into pools of misery
because of love lost, promises broken, and compassion
discounted.
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