RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

9521. Visiting Dad 4/17/2014
9522. Testing Validity 4/17/2014
9523. Hidden Tears 4/17/2014
9524. Layaway 4/17/2014
9525. City Council Christmas Reception 4/17/2014
9526. Doctor's Waiting Room 4/17/2014
9527. Delicate Sonatas 4/18/2014
9528. Unseen Relics 4/18/2014
9529. A Lone Soul 4/18/2014
9530. Eating At Blimpie's 4/18/2014
9531. Quality Of Life Unsettled 4/18/2014
9532. Threads Of Existence 4/18/2014
9533. Driveways Of Emotion 4/18/2014
9534. Mold Of Discrimination 4/18/2014
9535. Life Flow 4/18/2014
9536. Silence Within 4/18/2014
9537. Recharging Self 4/18/2014
9538. Familiarity's Winds 4/18/2014
9539. Searching Dung Heaps 4/18/2014
9540. Melody's Strings 4/18/2014
9541. Thought Ashore 4/18/2014
9542. Musical Language 4/18/2014
9543. Ocean's Of Thought 4/18/2014
9544. Parcel Of Reality 4/18/2014
9545. Subconscious Reality 4/19/2014
9546. Unclear Thinking 4/19/2014
9547. Respecting Wisdom 4/19/2014
9548. Poetical Detour 4/19/2014
9549. Spiritual Horizons 4/20/2014
9550. Leaving No Imprint 4/20/2014
9551. Sensing Outcomes 4/20/2014
9552. Poverty's Reminders 4/20/2014
9553. Senses Being Absorbed 4/20/2014
9554. Dew Drops Of Ideas 4/20/2014
9555. Textures Of Emotions 4/20/2014
9556. Watching Images 4/20/2014
9557. Intense Deserts 4/20/2014
9558. Finding Avenues 4/20/2014
9559. Special Couples 4/20/2014
9560. Nothing Ever Solitary 4/20/2014
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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