Waterfalls Of Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deepening evening, penetrating sublime energy,
caressing life with an afterthought of beauty.
Singly denoting silent retribution with an
appreciation of all that's independent and free.
Lasting patience has run out and is no longer
able to conquer reality's extreme tendencies.
Just trying to cross over and not fall between
the tracks of my tears as they flow solemnly
down waterfalls of sadness.

(8/27/11)