RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

8361. Practical Oneness 2/18/2014
8362. Frustrating Job 2/18/2014
8363. Evening Breezes 2/18/2014
8364. Finding Peace 2/18/2014
8365. Clear Vision 2/19/2014
8366. Pinnacle Of Darkness 2/19/2014
8367. Poetry's Roadways 2/19/2014
8368. Interior Search 2/19/2014
8369. Waiting Times 2/19/2014
8370. World Of Yesterday 2/19/2014
8371. Clouds Of Hope 2/19/2014
8372. Maturity Ebbs 2/19/2014
8373. Desert Thought 2/19/2014
8374. Atmosphere Of Angels 2/19/2014
8375. Retiring Minds 2/19/2014
8376. Yesterday's Future 2/19/2014
8377. Deriving Patterns 2/19/2014
8378. Poverty Of Souls 2/19/2014
8379. Dimensions Of Discovery 2/19/2014
8380. Steps Towards Heaven 2/19/2014
8381. Whispers Of Truth 2/19/2014
8382. Flight Of Thought 2/20/2014
8383. Sunsetical Shores 2/20/2014
8384. Cryptic Sidesteps 2/20/2014
8385. Skyward Thoughts 2/20/2014
8386. Cloud Poem Gathering 2/20/2014
8387. Gentle Reminder 2/20/2014
8388. Future Existence Playing 2/20/2014
8389. Senses Of Habituation 2/20/2014
8390. Heavenly Directions 2/20/2014
8391. Questioning Significance 2/20/2014
8392. Sleepy Mind 2/20/2014
8393. Flying Thought 2/20/2014
8394. Thankful To God 2/20/2014
8395. A Moment Of Thought 2/20/2014
8396. Unbound Anger 2/20/2014
8397. Bouncing Air 2/20/2014
8398. Journey's Distinction 2/20/2014
8399. Silent Mom 2/20/2014
8400. Imminent Descent 2/20/2014
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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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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