RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 144,832 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

5841. Haunting Feelings 12/18/2013
5842. Harmonious Walkways 12/18/2013
5843. Focusing Wisdom 12/18/2013
5844. Purposeful Activities 12/18/2013
5845. Prying Loose Thoughts 12/18/2013
5846. Effortless Endeavors 12/18/2013
5847. Corner Of Imagination 12/18/2013
5848. Personal Journey 12/18/2013
5849. Grasping Answers 12/18/2013
5850. Silent Intuition 12/18/2013
5851. Tangling Thoughts 12/18/2013
5852. Sorrow's Doors 12/18/2013
5853. Disappearing 12/18/2013
5854. Mutely Speaking 12/18/2013
5855. Control 12/18/2013
5856. Wishing For Companionship 12/19/2013
5857. Changing Outlooks 12/19/2013
5858. Adjectival Propensity 12/19/2013
5859. Interior Idea 12/19/2013
5860. Touching My Mind 12/19/2013
5861. Future Experiences 12/19/2013
5862. Folding In 12/19/2013
5863. Sounding Boards 12/19/2013
5864. Tangled Grief 12/19/2013
5865. Inspiration 12/19/2013
5866. Errands Of Mercy 12/19/2013
5867. Symbolizing Facts 12/19/2013
5868. Forming Notions 12/19/2013
5869. Artistic Grace Maturing 12/18/2013
5870. Inner Anxieties 12/18/2013
5871. Cemetaries 12/19/2013
5872. Empty Talk 12/18/2013
5873. Bystander 12/18/2013
5874. Sanitizing Memories 12/18/2013
5875. Floundering In Thought 12/18/2013
5876. Emptying Self Of Reality 12/18/2013
5877. Musical Intellect 12/18/2013
5878. Poems Of Accessibility 12/18/2013
5879. Rhyming Riddles 12/18/2013
5880. Surfing Non-Existence 12/18/2013

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • 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.

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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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