RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,271 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

4321. Cleft In My Mind 11/4/2013
4322. Relinquishing Hope 11/4/2013
4323. Visit To Dr. L. 11/4/2013
4324. Angular Shadows 11/4/2013
4325. Saving Precious Treasures 11/4/2013
4326. Resusitating 11/4/2013
4327. Midnight Talent 11/4/2013
4328. Opulent Piety 11/4/2013
4329. Hole Of Tomorrow 11/4/2013
4330. Empty Streets 11/4/2013
4331. Tickling Rhythms 11/4/2013
4332. Wearing Masks 11/4/2013
4333. Overcoming Power 11/4/2013
4334. No Opening To Forgiveness 11/4/2013
4335. Formula For Poetical Melodies 11/4/2013
4336. Playing In My Reality 11/4/2013
4337. Living In The Moment 11/4/2013
4338. Finding My Own Pathways 11/4/2013
4339. Lightening Striking My Heart 11/4/2013
4340. Circular Pattern 10/31/2013
4341. Rectangular Thoughts 11/4/2013
4342. Transporting Ideas 11/4/2013
4343. Tearing My Soul 11/4/2013
4344. Thoughtful Appreciation 11/5/2013
4345. Looking Through Windows 11/5/2013
4346. Cloaking Emotions 11/5/2013
4347. Swallowing Tears 11/4/2013
4348. Forgetting To Breathe 11/4/2013
4349. Tuning Out 11/4/2013
4350. Refreshing My Memory 11/5/2013
4351. A Tribute To Innate Talent 11/5/2013
4352. Future Of The Past 11/5/2013
4353. Falling Inside My Mind 11/5/2013
4354. Conclave Of Sorrow 11/5/2013
4355. When First We Met 11/5/2013
4356. Justifying Interior Peace 11/5/2013
4357. Senseless Abandonment 11/5/2013
4358. Tracks Ended 11/5/2013
4359. Carefree 11/5/2013
4360. Watching Rain 11/5/2013
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 ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

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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