RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 54,968 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • Gold Star - 20,576 Points Daniel Brick (11/16/2015 8:42:00 AM)

    Dear RoseAnn these are times in world events and in your personal life which challenge the hope and affirmation
    your poems have expressed with such fidelity for much longer than I have known them. And these dark events have not silenced you but I can sense the effort you must summon to accomplish each of your poetic beacons. Your poems go far beyond self-expression, they are gifts to others. In one of the 13th century GRAIL QUEST poems we are given a warning and a blessing: HERE IS THE BOOK OF THY DESCENT: HERE BEGIN THE TERRORS. HERE BEGIN THE MIRACLES. We are never alone even in the worst era: dangers are balanced by miracles.

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  • Gold Star - 40,220 Points Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/31/2015 12:43:00 PM)

    May God help him and relived him from all suffering and bestow health .

  • Bronze Star - 2,778 Points Dorothy- A. Holmes (9/18/2015 11:59:00 AM)

    A lovely, expressive verse...God's love is true and pure!
    A Poet Who Loves To Sing

  • Gold Star - 24,353 Points Raymond Sawyer (6/5/2015 4:28:00 PM)

    Oh sweet sweet lovely Rose Ann thus your heart is in the hand of your true love the more your heart bloom and yet your lovely smile shall shine like the morning sun that kiss the beautiful blue sky.

    Just to hear your heart beat thus it eat says i love you for every lovely smile for one see a charming angel for who's heart is fill with love to be love is to want love for who's heart will be touch with your love.

  • Gold Star - 24,353 Points Raymond Sawyer (4/24/2015 12:37:00 PM)

    For every star that you see shall touch your heart with respect just to hear the stars whisper your name and yet your eyes is the star with respect may your heart be fill with love.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,928 Points p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:34:00 PM)

    your verses touch my heart.

  • Gold Star - 12,202 Points Khairul Ahsan (3/18/2015 12:33:00 PM)

    It was a pleasure to read your accomplished biography. 'Golden Poet Award five years in a row' is indeed a big achievement. I salute your hard work and dedication to poetry.
    Having 'self-published 31 books of poetry' is also no mean achievement. Bravo, well done!
    Your feelings are deep, as a result the expression is eloquent and fluent. And so the end result, i.e poetry is abundant. No wonder you have 14613 poems here, and 31 books published and more 10 on the way.
    May your prolific writing continue till the last day and may your journey remain peaceful and productive all the way. I wish you Godspeed.

  • Rookie - 53 Points Jackie Ann (2/17/2015 11:38:00 PM)

    Hi RoseAnn. There are no coincidences in life. I'm so fortunate to have recently met you! You have inspired me to post my poems and re-tap into deeper spirituality. Cindi

  • Rookie - 83 Points Tushar Ray (1/14/2015 4:21:00 PM)

    You are truly a genius RoseAnn in the poetic expression of your thoughts and emotions. I realized that when we first met. It is a wonderful experience of riding with you in your poem. I feel fortunate to have a friend like you, RoseAnn.

  • Rookie Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/6/2014 7:23:00 AM)

    excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life's Black Curtains

Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
with sorrow.

Touched deeply by your life, not wanting to let go,
yet knowing I must.

In my heart forever, indelibly printed on my soul,
etched in memory's mind.

Touched frequently by the tears of your loss, trying
to hold them as tiny reminders of what we used to have.

They disappear, never become tangible so I may keep them
like a treasure of your love.

With love, I will remember you all my life, for you are
a part and parcel of what we had.

Sharing now that you are no longer ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains


The sadness is so deep, nothing can soothe it.
Nothing can touch it.
The emptiness is so total - nothing can penetrate it.
All eight of us children and Dad can feel it each on our own.
Yet, even we can't ease the pain for each other.
Nothing has ever felt this way before.
And nothing is all we have to look forward to with Mom gone.

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