RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 129,729 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

6761. Auras Of Perfection 12/26/2013
6762. Views On Mortality 12/26/2013
6763. New Purposes 12/27/2013
6764. Becoming Individuals 12/27/2013
6765. Bankrupt 12/27/2013
6766. Treasuring Heritage 12/27/2013
6767. Writing Exceptions 12/27/2013
6768. Feeling Christmas 12/27/2013
6769. Creating Poetical Puzzles 12/27/2013
6770. Craving Freedom 12/27/2013
6771. Pushing Grief Aside 12/27/2013
6772. Conspiring Reason 12/27/2013
6773. Silent Secrets 12/27/2013
6774. Future Visions 12/27/2013
6775. Celebrating 12/27/2013
6776. Reason For Shyness 12/27/2013
6777. Aligning Ideas 12/27/2013
6778. Dream Of Awakening 12/27/2013
6779. Mind Jungles 12/27/2013
6780. Users 12/27/2013
6781. Emotional Feelings 12/27/2013
6782. Encouraging Thought 12/27/2013
6783. Walking Sticks 12/27/2013
6784. Signals 12/27/2013
6785. Prayers Answered 12/27/2013
6786. Reposing Thought 12/27/2013
6787. Musical Paths 12/27/2013
6788. Opal Crystals 12/27/2013
6789. Grasping Mysteries 12/27/2013
6790. Writing In My Sleep 12/27/2013
6791. Flying With Angels 12/27/2013
6792. Silent Joy 12/27/2013
6793. Complete Solace 12/27/2013
6794. Flooring 12/27/2013
6795. Empty Living 12/27/2013
6796. Chaotic Jungles 12/27/2013
6797. Resting In Ballads 12/27/2013
6798. Paper Poems 12/27/2013
6799. Darkened Night Of The Soul 12/27/2013
6800. Critical Moment 12/27/2013
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

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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