(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Poems of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

1. A Blessing From God 4/1/2013
2. A Brokenness Inside 3/7/2013
3. A Capsule Of Grief 3/7/2013
4. A Child's Death 3/12/2013
5. A Child's Funeral 2/26/2013
6. A Child's Joy 4/14/2013
7. A Child's Need 3/1/2013
8. A Class Act 3/29/2013
9. A Complacent Gentleman 4/25/2013
10. A Deep Emptiness 3/10/2013
11. A Desert Of My Own Making 3/17/2013
12. A Doctor's Greed 3/20/2013
13. A Faithful Expression 4/24/2013
14. A Father 2/25/2013
15. A Favorite Nephew 3/12/2013
16. A Final Vision 4/24/2013
17. A Friend 2/7/2013
18. A Gentle Man 2/27/2013
19. A Genuine Gift 2/25/2013
20. A Humbled Road 2/9/2013

Mom? Mom?

Mom? Mom?
I am calling you from the very depths of my soul - my being.
Death won't let you answer and I can feel it's icy chill come
down upon me.
Wanting to hear your voice, to see your eyes, to hear you
laugh - nothing happens and your silence continues to begin.
It is unbearable - the sadness, pain and deep emptiness pull
me down into the blackest despair.
There is no one I can turn to, as slowly, I turn over and die

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