RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

7121. Fidelity Of Recompense 1/16/2014
7122. Gentle Woodpecker 1/16/2014
7123. A Little Sharp 1/16/2014
7124. Meeting Entertainment 1/16/2014
7125. A Soul's Awakening 1/16/2014
7126. Categorizing Rhythm 1/16/2014
7127. A Person In Charge 1/16/2014
7128. Busy Bodies 1/16/2014
7129. Musical Journeys 1/16/2014
7130. Insistent Beckoning 1/17/2014
7131. Waking To Sounds 1/17/2014
7132. Trip Through Rome 1/17/2014
7133. Misanthropy 1/17/2014
7134. Preferring Solitary Time 1/17/2014
7135. Forgotten Dreams Reoccur 1/17/2014
7136. Reminding Reflections 1/17/2014
7137. Thoughtfully Wandering 1/17/2014
7138. Different Ages 1/17/2014
7139. Appreciating Clarity 1/17/2014
7140. Melody Of Joy 1/17/2014
7141. Happy Melody 1/17/2014
7142. Holding Back Sorrow 1/17/2014
7143. Interjecting Tempos 1/17/2014
7144. Deepening Passion 1/17/2014
7145. Interchanging Grief 1/17/2014
7146. Outer Limits Of Joy 1/17/2014
7147. Anticipating Meeting Bruce Jenner 1/17/2014
7148. Legends Of Time 1/17/2014
7149. Fitting Acquiescence Of Life 1/17/2014
7150. Intuitiveness Of Grandchildren 1/17/2014
7151. Expectations Of Tomorrow 1/17/2014
7152. Burden Of Proof 1/17/2014
7153. Muddle Of Loneliness 1/17/2014
7154. Tracing Beginnings 1/17/2014
7155. Enjoying Renditions 1/17/2014
7156. Eliciting Tones Of Life 1/17/2014
7157. Sam, Falling In Step 1/17/2014
7158. Clinking Ice Of Loneliness 1/17/2014
7159. Harmonica Sam 1/17/2014
7160. Invitation To Being 1/17/2014
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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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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