RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

7641. Open To Explanations 1/24/2014
7642. Alligatoring Along 1/23/2014
7643. Finding Insight In Measures 1/23/2014
7644. Awakening Little By Little 2/6/2014
7645. Mirrors Standing Back 2/6/2014
7646. Eyelids Of Eternity 2/6/2014
7647. Evening Whisper 2/6/2014
7648. Children 2/6/2014
7649. Revolving Time 2/6/2014
7650. Reflecting Honesty 2/6/2014
7651. Creating With Invisible Threads 2/6/2014
7652. Defining Rhythm 2/6/2014
7653. Solemn Pleasure 2/6/2014
7654. Forming Prayer 2/6/2014
7655. Beings Of Presence 2/6/2014
7656. Journeys Of Thought 2/6/2014
7657. A Motion Of Whispering Silence 2/6/2014
7658. Mysterious Omens 2/6/2014
7659. Unacknowledged Images 2/6/2014
7660. Travels Of Interpretation 2/6/2014
7661. Family Death 2/6/2014
7662. Wipe Out 2/6/2014
7663. Adjusting Feelings 2/6/2014
7664. Themes Of Reality 2/7/2014
7665. Docile Poems 2/7/2014
7666. Desert Life 2/7/2014
7667. Time Alone 2/7/2014
7668. Reverse Mortgages 2/7/2014
7669. Outer Dimensions 2/7/2014
7670. Energized Study 2/7/2014
7671. Words Of Art 2/7/2014
7672. Swift Silhouettes 2/7/2014
7673. A Day In Time 2/7/2014
7674. Eye Of My Mind 2/7/2014
7675. Mirrors Of Stamina 2/7/2014
7676. Soul Pictures 2/7/2014
7677. Blue Rainbows 2/7/2014
7678. Depths Of Beauty 2/7/2014
7679. Rhythmic Intelligence 2/7/2014
7680. Refreshed Nature 2/7/2014
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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