Threadbare Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Music talking to me through it's melodies, past
present and future.

All of it providing intellect with the spirit of
my being as poetry is being written for the world.

Purpose of my life, standing here in the quietness
of a deep sadness, wrapping it around like a shawl
of grief.

Hiding beneath it's threadbare silence in the darkness of this
night.

No joy being dealt in this sorrowful atmosphere where only
vibrations are being left behind as I walk around.