Symbol Of Loneliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Voiding promises made yesterday in moments of haste.
Despising the quickness managed to surprise and annihilate
secure abodes.
Reading road signs, following paths made in the past,
hoping to circumvent some bitter parts of yesterday's life.
Riveting the sky beneath feet of wanderlust, storming acres
of heaven, searching for a bit of complacent peace to store
in a cabin of self.
Bereft of courage, falling upon times of hardened luck,
causing faults to press guilt onto impressive covers of
softened clay.
Carefully withholding tokens of love and praise, continually aggravating a stance of life as slowly it fades into the
distant future, holding emptiness instead of truth and honesty.
Partaking of the symbol of loneliness, a willow tree's sign of eternal sadness, secure in the familiar image of all that once
was held dear and now no longer fulfills the need of caring.