RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Silently Communicating - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Placid, joyless, sitting in a darkened gray morning,
having missed a phone call from my soul mate.
Wishing he'd call back and talk, nothing happening
so here I sit writing, not wanting to say anything.
Keeping my headset on, listening to music to keep
people from coming to talk, lifting this mind to
Finally hoping to continue expressions and explan-
ations through poetical compositions.
A wonderful way to communicate and be silent at the
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