An Open Frontier Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Density of purpose is situated in the quality of life's realm,
overstating any errors made a multitude of times.

Richly deserving, spacious periods of leisure at inopportune
times, follows stances of being brought out into open forums
is discussed, weaned, forgotten.

Tables of statistics fill computer discs, meaningless events,
co-existing with moments of special grace.

Unequaled signs of remembrance face each other as daylight
fades and non-existence becomes a frontier, barren, openly
arid and immense.