Gestures Filling Memory Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gestures Filling Memory



Wanting to give love freely from my soul to another, instead
wandering the planet without romance.

Holding nothing inside, finding no hope, trailing along like
a puppy dog begging for a bone from another human being.

Silently calculating what it might take to bring me face to
face with a miracle through a lifetime of faith, having held
onto for all this time.

Gestures filling memory with images of yesterday, taking me
into darkened corners where people would disown the feelings
that I had for them.

Sending me out into the stormy night without even an umbrella
to protect myself.

Seriously thinking of an ending to all this unserviceable
emotion and feeling, wanting to hibernate in a cave and never
again seek the light of day.

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