Hanging In Twilight Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hanging In Twilight Alone



Thinking of the past, a whole new episode being
seen once again, collecting blossoms of roses
as they are given in special love notes.

Whispers of sweet little nothings that used to
mean something when together, but then you cheat-
ed, leaving me hanging in the twilight alone.

Thursday, August 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: past
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Julia Luber 01 August 2019

Poetic consolidation of mementos and memories reflecting upon a love affair gone bad. Beautifully written with dignity and composure.

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