RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 126,377 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Farthest Shore - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silence fell quickly, quietly upon my world.
Gentle breezes blowing, softly touching my cheek.
Thoughts of yesterday crept, pondering into my awareness.
Deftly watching, eyes touching nature's sightful voice of
beauty.
When I was young this self-same feeling descended upon my
mind, imbedding thoughts, emotions and ideas inside the
insightful side of me.
From within this fascinating sphere - this moment of time -
life turns around looking at itself.
Looking back on distant years, searching forward, hoping to
remember something, or hold on to a thought, for the future
may not hold anything of importance.
If it doesn't, life may fade, turn away, visiting the
farthest shore, preferring death to living anymore.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 9, 2013


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