Webs Of Yesterday's Tears Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely hollow feelings getting caught in webs of
yesterday's tears, giving me a quadrant filled
with energy.
Stepping quickly into many episodes of talent,
letting it come into it's own, playing around with
rhythm's left in the wake of abandonment.
Testing all the shores of tomorrow against what
happened way back then.
If they were equal or excelled, then they'd always
find a place within.
Taking it away down the chords of everyday beliefs
being challenged today.
Grasping all the times ever spent in living through
them.