Death Berates Me Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Death Berates Me



Silencing effects of death berate me, holding onto my
being, recreating loss again and again through life.

Recesses in my mind opening and closing, not really
wanting to allow anything into their depths at all.

Instead, moving towards an understanding somehow into
other domains of anticipation beyond this earthly life.

Thursday, May 7, 2015
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