RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 98,550 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

361. A Tiger 8/20/2013
362. A Tiny Island 9/17/2014
363. A Tire Swing 2/7/2014
364. A Total Emptiness 12/5/2013
365. A Total Experience 1/19/2014
366. A Touching Rendition 12/21/2014
367. A Trance 1/15/2014
368. A Transistor Radio 7/23/2013
369. A Tree Growing In My Mind 2/13/2014
370. A Tree's Lifetime 12/7/2013
371. A Tribute To Innate Talent 11/5/2013
372. A Truant Heart 8/28/2013
373. A True Friend Always 10/23/2013
374. A Urologist 12/16/2013
375. A Valued Person 10/23/2014
376. A Vantage Point 10/27/2013
377. A Vast Wilderness 11/24/2013
378. A Verse Of Creation 9/29/2014
379. A Vision 11/15/2013
380. A Vision Set In Verse 11/26/2013
381. A Voice Of Intellect 10/4/2013
382. A Waiting Relief 8/24/2013
383. A Wakeful Dream 9/27/2013
384. A Watching Game 8/31/2014
385. A Western Bar And Restaurant 10/13/2013
386. A White Cross 10/11/2014
387. A Whole Lifetime 2/27/2013
388. A Wickenburg Judge 10/11/2013
389. A Window Of Thought 4/16/2014
390. A Windsock 5/27/2014
391. A Wonderful Time 11/3/2014
392. A Wondering Thought 5/15/2014
393. A Wondrous Couple 2/13/2014
394. A World Beyond 2/12/2013
395. A Yellow Balloon 9/12/2014
396. A Young Boy 9/14/2014
397. A Young Person 2/13/2013
398. A Youngster Named Alex 10/5/2013
399. A Youngsters First Song 10/24/2013
400. Abandoned Feelings 11/19/2013
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 ...

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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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