RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Interior Rivers - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Ringing through lifelines of another time, hoping to be saved,
so life will continue it's solo journey.
Quietly reminiscing in patches of another place, put together
haphazardly in haste.
Wanting a perfect stance to become and enhance this feeling
of extreme sadness.
Steadily flowing down my face in crystal waters of interior
rivers, flowing always in the spaces of my being.
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