Catching Shadows Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Catching Shadows



Moving up mountainsides in mind pictures, catching all shadows in sunlit corners.
Becoming beauty in waterfalls and white rapids as I race by in life, trying to do everything I can before dying in deathly embraces.
Quality of life is exasperating and folding me in half, leaving me alone, drifting on a raft in a major storm upon the ocean.

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