Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

A Being Alone


Stripping aside, aspects of personality and character,
what is left, but a being, alone, forgotten in a pose
of existence.

Talent forging slowly ahead as songs are composed and
played in orchestras of one.

Sounds, tones, perfectly united, steps towards eternity
beginning here on earth.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, December 04, 2013

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  • Amitava Sur (1/20/2014 8:54:00 PM)

    Lovely lines with a wise thought to reach towards eternity.... very nice
    You may read my poem Enjoy being a complete you. (Report) Reply

  • Terri Lowe (1/5/2014 4:55:00 PM)

    This is beautiful. A real meaning of what it is to be pure, innocent and untouched. Everything from here on is new and part of the song of life. (Report) Reply

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