Speaking Silently Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Speaking Silently



Flowing sadness, touching my soul with many tears,
causing feelings of such emptiness inside.
No where to disperse any of it, holding it as long
as I can - until I can't hold it any longer.
Letting it surge and fly into thoughts, traveling
higher - no longer staying quiet.
Speaking silently, softly, into words, appearing
quickly onto paper.
Poetry forming - being translated through time.

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