RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 163,709 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Life's Black Curtains - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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 here is difficult - I
hear only the constant echoes of your silence.

Walking away from our favorite places, I leave a little
of self behind each time - soon there will be nothing
left of me.

Wanting to reach out and grasp again what we once had
is an empty gesture, filled with pain and emptiness,
because you are not here to reach out to me.

Our relationship on earth will never be, it has been
severed by death's insistence in our lives.

Listening to you with my heart, seeing your reply in
the salted tears that continue to fall.

Your life was called and you answered fully, not leaving
anything behind.

Our story is not over as long as I still remember you with
love.

Taking down the black curtains, life is still being lived
on earth.

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Comments about Life's Black Curtains by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • Aniruddha Pathak (1/5/2019 6:53:00 AM)

    Our story is not over as long as I still remember you with
    love.
    Very touching indeed, and a well-writ poem.
    I must read your poems more.
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  • Bri Edwards (9/19/2018 2:43:00 PM)

    insistence noun [ U ]
    uk ​ /ɪnˈsɪs.təns/ us ​ /ɪnˈsɪs.təns/


    an occasion when you demand something and refuse to accept opposition, or when you say firmly that something is true

    This poem is scheduled, nay destined, to grace my October Showcase on my PH site, found in my list of poems under October 2018.

    bri :)

    thanks
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  • Bri Edwards (9/14/2018 10:19:00 PM)

    (cont.)

    https: //friendsofoakgrovecemetery.org/victorian-funeral-customs-fears-and-superstitions ***

    *** to find out some 'old customs' associated with death and the period before burial took
    place in Victorian times, i'd say in Western Society, like Britain and America.

    **e.g. Curtains would be drawn and clocks would be stopped at the time of death...curtains may have been Black Curtains!

    to MyPoemList.

    bri :)
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  • Bri Edwards (9/14/2018 9:54:00 PM)

    (cont.)

    BUT, RoseAnn, are you speaking of a personal love of your life, which it sounds like 'you' are? but....who knows if you are OR not? ? i don't. surely you've done a wonderful job getting your thoughts/emotions across/acrost to me at least, though i'm not done reading. AND (another) surely ...you must admit that the following is not quite accurate:
    Your life was called and you answered fully, not leaving
    anything behind.....

    (cont.)
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  • Bri Edwards (9/14/2018 9:17:00 PM)

    line/stanza 6: part & parcel:
    An essential or basic element, as in Traveling is part and parcel of Zach's job. Used since the 15th century as a legal term, with part meaning “a portion” and parcel “something integral with a whole, ” this idiom began to be used more loosely from about 1800....i couldn't have said it any better myself! ! !

    Favorite line so far:

    I hear only the constant echoes of your silence.

    (cont.)
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  • Chandan Dey (7/9/2018 3:07:00 PM)

    Dear poet RoseAnn, Life is Poem and vice versa. When we feel sad, the Poem takes us deep into the ocean of Love. A wonderful emotive expression, i'm really moved reading this poem. ++10
    Chandan
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  • (4/13/2018 7:19:00 AM)

    Lost and alone. Nicely written and well communicated. (Report)Reply

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  • Nivy Sochi (10/18/2017 6:12:00 AM)

    Beautiful words, elegant construction, sweetened imageries.
    It's my pleasure to look into this, dear poetess.
    10+++
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  • (9/25/2017 1:13:00 PM)

    Very touching poem.. a ten... (Report)Reply

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  • John S (3/20/2017 8:28:00 PM)

    I like metaphorical language: thoughts at a distance- interesting using space, spatial distances, far-away, light years away is your love, etched in my memory's mind as opposed to my minds memories... Your sad memories have a mind and life of their own haha... Silence echoing - silence can be deafening, echoing... Memories repeat over and over again... Bring the black curtains down for now my dear, let in the light. (Report)Reply

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  • Daniel Brick (3/5/2017 7:23:00 PM)

    I am the 62nd reader to leave a comment on this poem, which proves that poetry which honestly addressing our common human lives in vivid language is the universal voice of LIFE. The last line astonishes me: I cannot conceive of another line that would make this poem live in my consciousness as this one will. You are in it fulfilling the fondest hope of your beloved that you who have life will thrive, that you are living for both of you now but in some mysterious way you don't need black curtains because your beloved lives another life somewhere parallel to yours on earth. And there will be a reunion as you believe.
    But I find another message in that last line which displays your generosity of a spirit. Many, many people live happily together for years and years. You don't want to darken the joy of their togetherness with your loss, but want their joy to shower your aloneness with its grace. You will let the light of their joy shine on you.
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  • Chinedu Dike (1/19/2017 2:39:00 PM)

    An insightful depiction of mighty spiritual experience that is love - a voyage of pure bliss which transcends life; well articulated and nicely penned from inner recesses of the heart with conviction. An exquisite poem beautifully brought forth. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • Seamus O Brian (10/10/2016 8:57:00 AM)

    This is a beautiful piece. Your writing is elegant and very artistic. You carried the emotion of the contemplation effortlessly along, allowing us to be touched by it and moved by the powerful imagery without any distraction of discordant notes. Well done. I look forward to reading more of your work. (Report)Reply

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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (9/12/2016 2:52:00 PM)

    Our story is not over as long as I still remember you with
    love. oh what a expression! it is sheer truth, as love once etched upon never dies, so we go on remembering when heart opens up its history, wonderful! 10+, thanks for sharing
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  • (8/31/2016 6:52:00 AM)

    Loss of a loved one is hard to deal with.You have put the emotions so well in ink....

    Taking down the black curtains, life is still being lived
    on earth.
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  • Anzelyne Shideshe (7/22/2016 5:58:00 AM)

    Memories are the files keep from the departed very emotional
    Poem with true facts.Thanks for sharing
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  • Istabraq Al Ahmadi (7/2/2016 7:54:00 PM)

    Emotionally touching! I enjoyed reading it because it reminds me of my father. (Report)Reply

    Mr Salte(7/29/2016 7:15:00 AM)

    Really heartbreaking!

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  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (6/21/2016 7:25:00 AM)

    Taking down the black curtains, life is still being lived
    on earth.

    So touching RoseAnn, so touching.
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  • Anne Yun (6/3/2016 11:01:00 AM)

    Your words make me feel so true, the depth of them is irresistible. Especially the last sentence 'taking down the black curtains, life is still being lived on earth.' Life is still being lived, by you, by me, by all possibility, still wish, everything that went before a poet's eyes would make living more lovely. (Report)Reply

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  • Hazel Durham (5/19/2016 8:29:00 AM)

    Amazing write with the deep, bleeding emotions that come with losing a loved one you bring the pain with a beauty of the pureness of an everlasting love that embraces your thoughts! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 25, 2014



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