Pockets Of Emptiness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pockets Of Emptiness



Waiting for an event to begin,
life carefully flows forward
into adjacent aisles of creativeness,
filling pockets of emptiness with
sufficient tears of sorrow.
Acknowledging stanzas in melodies of
extrasensory perceptions,
while rhythm takes over and processes
equal portions of mathematical formulas.

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