Echoes Of Yesterday Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Echoes Of Yesterday



Falling along sides of inferior styles of prose,
finding fault with none of them.
Serving everything quietly in a space of silent
misgivings.
Pertinent info is sent straight towards the echoing
calls of yesterday.
Leaving behind elements never fitting in exactly
with what I'm thinking.
Toting all remarks with sincerity.

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