No Preparation For Ending Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

No Preparation For Ending



Flowing down river with no preparation for it's ending
in rapids before heading to the ocean and it's tides of
eternal equinoxes.

Fathoms of interior designs corral me in accents of
yesterday's thoughts, afraid to waver from edges and
shores of water's turbulent forces.

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