RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
|4801.||Interrupting Nightly Expression||10/14/2013|
|4804.||Jungle Of Development||10/16/2013|
|4814.||Burning Off Liquor||10/25/2013|
|4817.||Forming New Instruments||10/26/2013|
|4818.||Love Looking About||10/26/2013|
|4819.||Night Time Edges||10/26/2013|
|4821.||Higher Caliber Of Music||10/26/2013|
|4822.||Rising Above Obstacles||10/26/2013|
|4823.||Spheres Of Motion||10/26/2013|
|4824.||Letting Down Barrriers||10/26/2013|
|4826.||Wondering At The Lack Of Fear||10/26/2013|
|4827.||Storms Are Fun||10/26/2013|
|4832.||Watching People Sing||10/26/2013|
|4833.||Dementia Setting In||10/26/2013|
|4835.||Flavors Of Portraits||10/26/2013|
|4836.||Planting Flowering Ideas||10/26/2013|
|4837.||An Unknown Rendition||10/26/2013|
|4840.||How Does A Storm Time Rhythm?||10/26/2013|
Life's Black Curtains
Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
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 ...
A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,