RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 144,236 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

5801. Ocean's Of Winter 12/16/2013
5802. Uttering Thoughts 12/17/2013
5803. Avenues Of Grace 12/17/2013
5804. Footfalls Of Images 12/17/2013
5805. Retrospectfully Listening To Images 12/17/2013
5806. Echoes From Within 12/17/2013
5807. Perfect Pitches 12/17/2013
5808. Lonely Pathways 12/17/2013
5809. Shades Of Sunlight 12/17/2013
5810. Shady Lanes 12/17/2013
5811. Buried Sorrow 12/17/2013
5812. Silent Maturity 12/17/2013
5813. Lasting Love 12/17/2013
5814. Bluened Moon 12/17/2013
5815. New Dawning 12/17/2013
5816. Missing Ancestors 12/17/2013
5817. Vibrating Images 12/17/2013
5818. Visiting Reality 12/17/2013
5819. Watching Sunsets 12/17/2013
5820. Innate Soul 12/17/2013
5821. Disjointed Unison 12/17/2013
5822. Separating Truth 12/17/2013
5823. Dimensional Intelligence 12/17/2013
5824. Eliciting Nature 12/17/2013
5825. Oasis Of Nature 12/17/2013
5826. Keeping Time 12/17/2013
5827. Poetical Balance 12/17/2013
5828. Interior Screens 12/17/2013
5829. Phantom Seeds 12/17/2013
5830. Pondering Life 12/17/2013
5831. Soul's Mind Pictures 12/17/2013
5832. Wonders Of Wisdom 12/17/2013
5833. Heightened Life 12/17/2013
5834. Aware Of Stillness 12/17/2013
5835. Absence 12/17/2013
5836. Ponds Of Complacency 12/17/2013
5837. Silent Dreams 12/17/2013
5838. Sorrow's Lengths 12/17/2013
5839. Exacting Nature 12/17/2013
5840. Desert Sands 12/17/2013

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • Vishal Sharma Vishal Sharma (8/13/2013 12:59:00 AM)

    you are the only poet since i joined here whom, being a female, has so lot of poems
    you are completely motivating one
    bowing my head

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  • Scott Summers (6/4/2013 11:22:00 PM)

    This poet has the gift of insight and the further gift of expressing this in words that convey all parts of the understanding she reaches.

Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Of Life

Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...

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Sadness

The sadness is so deep, nothing can soothe it.
Nothing can touch it.
The emptiness is so total - nothing can penetrate it.
All eight of us children and Dad can feel it each on our own.
Yet, even we can't ease the pain for each other.
Nothing has ever felt this way before.
And nothing is all we have to look forward to with Mom gone.

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