RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Dark stretches of imagination fill an interior being
subconsciously.
Belying all, skirting edges of reality to flirt with
death against it's bidding.
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Blocked in this naked world, clothed with desire and
apprehension, never deciding which direction to head
or continue.
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Smelling destiny closing in, readying itself to
rain on my existence.

Toggling images, jarring memories, causing all
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Rising and falling with stormy swells of music playing
intensely for my benefit.
Searching forever, looking to stars for thought.
Swallowing all words as food for tomorrow.
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Sun shining brightly, being hit in the face with a
summer storm.
Chances slim of clearing skies tonight, the sun will
soon find it's way to bed on the other side of the
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Figuratively listening to messages careening from
darkened skies, falling into an interior living
room to quietly fall asleep til the morrow.
Sandwiched tightly will we sleep, gently covering
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Wandering quietly alone, void of beings clamoring
for attention.
Taking solo steps towards flying above earth on
another plain too high for mere mortals to be.
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Comparing skillful talents with nature riding high
in skylit storms.
Quaintly beckoning to fall in line behind enormous
clouds of shadows trailing across the heavens in
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