RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 144,832 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Puddle Of Loneliness - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing in the puddle of my loneliness, feeling damp with misery,
coagulated in a mire of persistent sorrow.
Crying within to the tune of my particular pain, gingerly walking
away, careful not to upset the puddle of my weary existence.
Capturing the essence of pure, unadulterated packages of presence,
holding them like fragile mirrors away from me.
Never knowing whether life will be here tomorrow, behaving as if
it will.
There are no guarantees for anyone, that is what causes such
purulent silence through sorrow.
Whatever will be, cannot be known until it is.
That is the tremendous burden of being human.
Evenly flowing, letting go of regions which cause tears and
constant injurious memories and images.
Forgetting everything, suddenly standing still, finding myself
once again in the puddle of my loneliness, knowing all the rest
will follow.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 7, 2013

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