RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

8161. Field Of Tomorrow's Choices 2/16/2014
8162. Captivating Sorrow 2/16/2014
8163. Sorrowful Joy 2/16/2014
8164. Withholding Fantasy 2/16/2014
8165. People Clicks 2/16/2014
8166. Unheard Thoughts 2/16/2014
8167. Open Minds 2/16/2014
8168. Life's Afterthought 2/16/2014
8169. Whispering Messages 2/16/2014
8170. Private Moments Of Anticipation 2/16/2014
8171. A Part Of Solitary Lives 2/16/2014
8172. No Influences 2/16/2014
8173. Mind Buds 2/16/2014
8174. Faces Of Yesterday 2/16/2014
8175. Beaming From Interior Spaces 2/16/2014
8176. Inner Times 2/16/2014
8177. Your Eyes Only 2/16/2014
8178. Meandering Lanes 2/16/2014
8179. Light Of Our Souls 2/16/2014
8180. Tremors 2/16/2014
8181. Feelings Of Fame 2/16/2014
8182. Finding Reality 2/16/2014
8183. Adjusting Lifelines 2/16/2014
8184. Tired Of The City 2/16/2014
8185. Disco Ball 2/16/2014
8186. Feeling Alive Again 2/16/2014
8187. Unsettled Until Music 2/16/2014
8188. Taking Time To Disappear 2/16/2014
8189. Poetical Psalms 2/16/2014
8190. Immersed In Irregular Rhythms 2/16/2014
8191. Unusual Sounds 2/16/2014
8192. Existence Of Futility 2/16/2014
8193. Highlighting Memories 2/16/2014
8194. Life Verses 2/16/2014
8195. Reality Spent 2/16/2014
8196. Interior Mysteries 2/16/2014
8197. Death's Rhythm 2/16/2014
8198. Sinewy Detachments 2/16/2014
8199. Mind Of Sadness 2/16/2014
8200. Twilight's Pathways 2/16/2014
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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