RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Stridently focusing on nature and it's hold upon senses
in every aspect of life, completing beginnings of time
and becoming an eventual ending on this earth.
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Fireworks of sound explode within this mind, showing off
their splendor in varied colors of sparkles and shards
of vividly-hued lights.
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Now that winter is upon us, all leaves have fallen,
trees lie bare, no adornment.

Nests now exposed to everyone's view, birds sit on
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Life lies before us in skies of black and gray
supposedly reaching heights it was meant to,
scanning many horizons, waving good bye to all
that once stood for being.
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Somehow the sun shines through and onto blue skies of
heaven, clouds scanning the atmosphere, looking for
the rains of purity to drench the earth.
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For some reason the world enjoys celebrating ignorance,
only once in a very great while does a genius or
intelligent being get honored.
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Intensely feeling the music, listening to the sadness which
pours from deep within, wanting to be expressed in words,
finding that it can only touch the barest tip of it sends
a flurry of writing to commence, constantly.
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Reality peeking through imagination, showing images
of what was and will soon be.

Taunting this mind with inescapable horror, seeing
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Reaching into depths of behavior and emotions,
wondering how they attach themselves to our own
personalities and beings.
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Silence filling my empty heart with an electric
sadness that shocks me to the core of my being.

Lost and alone in jungles of remorse and sorrow,
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