Death And Loss Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Death And Loss
Scathing and burning inside past memories that are more
like nightmares through time.
Death and loss scraping against my heart, lessening it's
presence within me.
Impressions of love being indelibly etched upon it, time
now eroding and giving it spaces to fall away into.
Nothing to stop it from happening, it's just a part of
aging throughout life and the loss of it.
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5/3/2024 6:21:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Mere mortals we be...our most significant job is to be born(God willing, and if our Mothers were not pro-choice) , and to Die, which is a most favorite topic of my own pen...don't know why...perhaps the mystery of it all, along with my proclivity for dark side hyperbole......A solid write, Rose, indeed! ~FjR`