In This Way Only Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sorrow tantalizing and tempting within, wanting me to
succumb to it's sublime intensity.

Feeling it so totally, letting myself experience it
throughout life.

Yet not allowing it to consume me or the energy of my
life.

Knowing that it would consume and take away my person-
hood and soul, leaving me bereft and depressed.

Never wanting that to happen, instead, listening to music
and writing poetry.

Finding my way in this way only, always continuing to be
a mere poet throughout this life of mine.