Written Inconsolato Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Written Inconsolato
Longing for days of yore, wishing it were yesterday again so I could speak to my relatives like I used to when they were alive.
Poetry is written inconsolato because of the sorrow flowing within, stretching ever further into my being, pulling me from the present at times.
Inflections in my mind mirror grief's effect on me without, as I listen with my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 9:37:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
