RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

6681. Coding Words 1/3/2014
6682. Crystal Mysteries 1/3/2014
6683. Music's Food For Life 1/3/2014
6684. Visions Of Imagination 1/3/2014
6685. Yesterday's Bells 1/3/2014
6686. Imagination's Islands 1/3/2014
6687. Sky Rainbows 1/3/2014
6688. Hidden In Pockets 1/3/2014
6689. Mike 1/3/2014
6690. Heaven Whispering 1/2/2014
6691. Different Delight 1/2/2014
6692. Senior Halloween Party 1/2/2014
6693. Living Old 1/2/2014
6694. Rendition Of Love 1/2/2014
6695. A Drum's Essence 1/4/2014
6696. Mind Acid 1/4/2014
6697. Vital Thought 1/4/2014
6698. Christmas Family 1/4/2014
6699. Canyon Visions 1/4/2014
6700. Parts Of Yesterday 1/4/2014
6701. Beginnings Of Daylight 1/4/2014
6702. Antique Memories 1/4/2014
6703. Music Of Elucidation 1/4/2014
6704. Twilight Thoughts 1/4/2014
6705. Earthly Holds 1/4/2014
6706. Privacy Of Leaves 1/4/2014
6707. Circles Of Thought 1/4/2014
6708. Numerical Faces 1/4/2014
6709. Poetical Fame 1/4/2014
6710. A Poet's Dust 1/4/2014
6711. Life Parts 1/4/2014
6712. Deadly Ways Of Man 1/4/2014
6713. Prosaical Wisdom 1/4/2014
6714. An Italian Friend 1/5/2014
6715. Spirit Of Christmas 1/5/2014
6716. Mirrors Of Rainbows 1/5/2014
6717. Lands Of Dreams 1/6/2014
6718. Angelic Feelings 1/6/2014
6719. Beseeching Sanity 1/6/2014
6720. Dimensions Beyond Our Own 1/6/2014
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 ...

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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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