Ebony Blackness Of Grief Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tears of blue flowing from this empty heart,
nothing to stop or avert them, an intense
silence grasps hold while writing poetry.

Going through the ebony blackness of grief
as it turns one inside out without any re-
gard to how badly we may feel.

Sincerity seems to have been displaced some-
where in hallowed ground of a graveyard, wander-
ing among tombstones in a twilight evening.

Leaving traces of tears with every step forward,
mind feeling blueas it still recalls memories
of what existed just yesterday.