Silent Bodies Falling Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reaching into the darkness, finding many ideas twinkling in
this brain, waiting to be spoken silently aloud in poetry,
whispering the finality of life under my breath.

Writing about it's essence as it fulfills it's purpose on
this temporary earth, wanting direction in the ebony color
of it's passion.

Taking life quietly into another time and place, nothing
to do or take with you, for life will stop and nothing will
be done anymore.

Silently, bodies fall, bereft of living, no longer able to
be found again this side of earth, leaving behind loved ones
and friends to grieve their loss.