Heart's Grief Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living in tunnels of peripheral vision, exploring avenues
with wild abandon, carefully testing tones and sounds as
they are emitted from within solid caverns.

White noise rising from canyon depths, bringing a sad
sorrow from beneath coverlets of darkness.

Haranguing grief, situating itself in my heart, leaving
no room for anything else.

Cupping head in hands of tears, drowning in abysses of
hurtful phrases and dissipating love.