RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 40,085 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Spiritual Graves - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wringing hands of mindless purposes, turning away
from shores of life because they are too forlorn
to be a part of being today.
Walking lonely on beaches of sand, thinking
saddened memories that leave us soaked in puddles
of dismay.
Knowing there will be no reprieve in the coming
days or following years, we climb into graves,
made just for our spirits on sides of life beyond
our measure.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 16, 2014


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