Tides Of Life's Oceans Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Suffering loneliness in a corner of my being, forgotten
and left to myself, knowing nothing but the beating of
this heart to the rhythms I am listening to.

Having fallen into ravines of the past, walking and
seeing moments that have already been lived through.

Concentrating on none of them, allowing them to flow by
on photographic screens of inner beauty.

Nothing to mar the steps needed to be taken to rid self
of intense dejection holding on in depths of my being.

No chance of escape unless or until delving into the
essence of what is making these feelings appear.

Taking a stance of non-committal movement or motion,
allowing everything to stand still for the time being.

Falling and rolling along with tides of life's oceans,
tossing, burying life, beneath waves, exploring floors
of my interior soul.