Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

White Markers


Visiting minds, collecting thoughts, preparing paths
towards fulfilling life.

Unheard of ideas navigating their way through past
memories, seeking refuge in the mainstream of a mind.

Piloting narrow lonely roads, circumventing words,
searching for clues unspent in the totality of unread
inventions, filled with unspoken sentences.

Resting slightly on never-ending displays of strength,
forgetting daily intakes of overlying breath.

Forgotten are the words of explanation, buried beneath
the sandy knolls, white markers tell sad stories of a
life known once before.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

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