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RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
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RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
- Life's Black Curtains Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance,...
- Winter Cold Spring is here, yet winter has not left us. It's...
- Men! ! ! ! Men lament that they have no time to do ...
- Insight Leaves, branches, trees waving good-bye to me and ...
- A Blessing From God Quietly whispering tunes in imagination, ...
- Reality Of Both Lives Looking through tears of a lifetime, ...
- Descriptive Poem Tar sucking in warm rays of the sun. Ivy ...
Hope everyone is doing fine, just got out of the hospital again, have had three surgeries, two of them in the last month and a half. Haven't been able
to get on ph for a while. Will be back eventually.
A musician friend of mine is putting my poetry to music, we're making a CD now and will be bringing it to radio stations here in Phoenix. Three other musicians also want to work ... more »
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''God is very holy within,
2: 16 p.m. 2/16/94 Copyright: February,1994.
it is I who keep tarnishing Him.''
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''Whatever will be, cannot be known until it is.
Why?
That is the tremendous burden of being human.''
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''I am who I am, until I am not.''
The eternal question - who am I?
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''I'm not interested, I'll just listen.''
It is self-explanatory.
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''I am going to continue living as I die, no sense in wasting the time of my life!''
Just thinking of dying and living.
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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will you stop with this nonsense? It's pure crap, there's
no creativity involved in any of this! Just give it up already! ! !
(cont.) ... i don't know if she is a 'lady', but.......i bet she is. here's to you, RoseAnn. may you live at least a few more years, if you WANT TO. i'll keep the 'miracles workers' away from you [if i can] next time you are enjoying the 'blue petals' in Heaven.
bri ;)
(cont.) .. she was 'revived' my the 'miracles of modern medicine', but i think she could have 'kicked' modern medicine...............you-know-where! ! ! and IF you don't know, just ask me!
with over 23,000 poems to her 'credit' on PH, she is a 'few' over my total. [that's another joke]. when she answered the phone, she sounded like a young lady, but she isn't exactly young! (continued) ...
(cont.) ...if even 66.6 % percent of what i've heard about her life is true (some enviable, some not) , she has had an amazing life! ! the one thing i 'can't believe'...[[ but......i do believe ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE in this and other worlds ]]....is that she REALLY died and went to Heaven! ok, maybe it happened, in which case Meryl Streep could play the part in the movie; they are almost exactly the same age. (continued) ...
NOW I'LL ADD MY 'two............or three........cents. i had my first phone conversation with RoseAnn today; i hope it is not my last. i said: this is Brian Whitaker (which is my REAL name) . she said: 'is this another telemarketer? so then i said this is Bri Edwards, and she then knew who the i was. NO, she did not hang up! ! it was a good thing too; i would have had to call back. ha ha. [yes, i'll do the laughing if you don't get the joke]
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I'am new here. I thought I would leave you a comment to let you know that I truly love your poetry. I live in phoenix too. Maybe someday I will see you a book store and can say hello. Cari
So important and loved, a poetess-friend to be cherished. Your words are good as gold. Your judgement is keen. Thanks for the gift of you, priceless soul.
RoseAnn is a marvelous human being, a beautiful soul and a brilliant poet. I give her the distinguished honor of H.U.M.A.N.I.T.Y. She has humanity in her. May God bless you beyond measure.
A lovely poetess who will be remembered and followed
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.