Sensing Silent Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sensing a silent sorrow growing within, drawing tears
from an ever-growing pool of sadness within, watching
it quietly being nurtured by events and loss in this
earthly life.

Wondering, gently touching the surface, seeing ripples
go silently across it, not disturbing any of the aband-
onment just below it.

Harmonica music playing in the distance as I listen to
it, taking me into a place where loneliness engulfs me
with it's sole purpose in life.

Characterized by meanings of loss, nothing can be done
about it, so I sit here sensing a silent sorrow growing
within.