RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sometimes picturing you in recesses of my mind, just
watching you time after time as you rise within my
consciousness.
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Wonder filling the air all around me, thinking of every-
thing God has created and watching with thunderous horror
as man is destroying it with his selfish and greedy ways.
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Rotting in corners of the world, whole civilizations
being down-trodden by isis, their men's privates being
more important to men only.
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Being friends, sticking with each other 'til the end,
always there when you need to talk or a shoulder to
cry on.
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Somnolently stepping from sleep into a new day, taking
us into new experiences and filling us with ideas to
be fulfilled.
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Silently persistent, thoughts collect at the edge of
an interior waterfall, carefully watching and waiting
for their turns to be placed in a poem.
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Rocking to the rhythms of an interior melody, playing
across and into my intellect.

Totally energizing and taking me soaring into other
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Touching upon the inevitable plots in life, knowing
nothing of what's to happen from one moment to another.

Yet we step into our life every morning when we awaken,
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It's all in the past seems to be an appropriate attitude
on the surface, but everyone still has to live in the
present and eventually into the future.
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Sitting here at the airport in the cargo area, van broken
down once again, even though it was just fixed yesterday.

All new parts, put together precisely and somehow a belt,
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