RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,217 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

7601. Resigning 1/22/2014
7602. Drowning 1/22/2014
7603. Space Of Derelict Time 1/22/2014
7604. Imaginary Roads 1/22/2014
7605. Moment Of Wonder 1/22/2014
7606. Shutting The Door 1/22/2014
7607. Easy Listening 1/22/2014
7608. Taking Steps Sideways 1/22/2014
7609. Relying On Each Other 1/22/2014
7610. Extra Perceptions 1/22/2014
7611. Rising Waves Of Emotion 1/23/2014
7612. An Essential Number 1/22/2014
7613. Separating Beauty 1/23/2014
7614. Soothing Violins 1/23/2014
7615. Pastures Of Green Meaning 1/23/2014
7616. Riding Oceans 1/23/2014
7617. Falling Minutes 1/22/2014
7618. Lasting Impression 1/22/2014
7619. Settling For Truths 1/22/2014
7620. Poverty Of The Soul 1/23/2014
7621. Separating Notions 1/22/2014
7622. Empty Tears 1/22/2014
7623. Wondering Away The Hours 1/22/2014
7624. Dropping Out Of The Circle 1/22/2014
7625. Twanging Memory Strings 1/22/2014
7626. Comfort Zone 1/23/2014
7627. Lap Of Hope 1/23/2014
7628. Genuine Beauty 1/23/2014
7629. Burst Of Sorrow 1/23/2014
7630. Within Intellect 1/23/2014
7631. Finding Darkness 1/23/2014
7632. Keeping Me Humble 1/23/2014
7633. Insides Of Silver Linings 1/23/2014
7634. Weekend 1/23/2014
7635. Intelligent Angles 1/23/2014
7636. Symmetry Of Nature 1/23/2014
7637. Keeping Pace 1/23/2014
7638. A Sad Place 1/23/2014
7639. Silent Footsteps 1/23/2014
7640. A Living Painting 1/23/2014
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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Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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