Unlived Words Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Unlived Words



Tender young branches hanging outside the window of
the bus, feathering my brain in the gentle wind.

Recalling pleasant sensations in generations of
familial thought, exasperating experiences, totaling
an instant memory whenever I wish.

Withstanding dimensions of unwept ideas, cautioned
throughout eternity on causes and programs not well
organized.

Dispersed constantly into the atmosphere, alive with
the vibrancy of life's ending, novel approaches to
experience of wisdom commence.

Faltering unhesitantly on the doorstep of unlived
words, bringing them to life wisely said and spoken.

Rendering the instantaneous piety of religious nuances,
gathered together into a volume of books, and read for
generations to come.

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