Edges Of What Used To Be Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Edges Of What Used To Be
Mind sprinkling embers of enlightenment out into the dark-
ness finding places to alight, feeling intense juries of
creativeness arriving on cue.
Pleasing sensations entirely within our beings, walking along
edges of what we used to have and know, now holding images of
them for they're no longer here with us, kisses whispering in
the darkness never finding lips to touch them again.
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4/26/2024 9:02:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
RoseAnn, such a sublime poem👍👍👍