RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 146,043 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Subconscious Pain - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

In the recesses of my mind are little known facts.
Some good, some bad, and who cares about the rest?
Things go floating in and out of my subconscious as if I were some kind of ferry boat.
The only toll they charge is the pain of memories I had tried to tuck away inside.
Why can't it stay that way, so I can live in peace I say?
But, when I go to write a story or a poem, I'm glad my subconscious is still around, because it gives me the feelings for my ideas.
Way down deep inside, I feel every memory I keep stored away.
When I write I go down there and dig around to bring my feelings out - so I can print them on the page and sort of air them out.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013


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