RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

9041. Emotional Bonfire Raging 3/16/2014
9042. Progressive Insensitivity 3/16/2014
9043. Improvement 3/16/2014
9044. Unbroken Memories 3/16/2014
9045. Spiral Journey 3/15/2014
9046. Scholastically Perfunctionary 3/17/2014
9047. Better Percentages 3/17/2014
9048. Brotherly Love 3/17/2014
9049. Later In Life 3/17/2014
9050. Discordant Rhythms 3/17/2014
9051. Always Growing Gardens 3/17/2014
9052. Bitter End 3/17/2014
9053. Novel Orchestrations 3/17/2014
9054. Inner Nature 3/18/2014
9055. Unfolding Our Souls 3/18/2014
9056. In Memory Of Witt 3/18/2014
9057. Preying Evil 3/18/2014
9058. Brick Barriers 3/18/2014
9059. Awaiting Scents 3/15/2014
9060. Aging Memories 3/18/2014
9061. Minds Of People 3/15/2014
9062. Wandering Mind 3/18/2014
9063. Forgetting Pages Of Time 3/18/2014
9064. Stubbornnity 3/18/2014
9065. Lone Pilgrim 3/18/2014
9066. Renewal 3/18/2014
9067. Halls Of Lonely People 3/18/2014
9068. Flowing Shadows 3/18/2014
9069. Forbidden Memories 3/18/2014
9070. Lost Childhood 3/18/2014
9071. Hearing Life 3/18/2014
9072. Internal Messages 3/18/2014
9073. Practice Living 3/18/2014
9074. Looking To Escape 3/18/2014
9075. Restlessness Within 3/18/2014
9076. Forward Horizon 3/18/2014
9077. Shaded Life 3/18/2014
9078. Medley's Of Beautiful Pictures 3/18/2014
9079. Tomorrow's Deserts 3/18/2014
9080. Porches Of Intellect 3/18/2014
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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