RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,027 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

9881. Quiet Reality 4/25/2014
9882. Life Meaning 4/25/2014
9883. Life's Continuous Music 5/1/2014
9884. Hiding Mountains 5/1/2014
9885. Facts Of Being 5/1/2014
9886. Shining Rhythm 5/1/2014
9887. New Morning Sun 5/1/2014
9888. Flowing Waters 5/1/2014
9889. Mind Of Beginning 5/1/2014
9890. Interior Images 5/1/2014
9891. Participating In Intellect 5/2/2014
9892. Rhythms Of Imagination 5/2/2014
9893. Darkness Of Sorrow 5/2/2014
9894. Writing Later 5/2/2014
9895. Placating Composition 5/2/2014
9896. Gentle Solitude 5/3/2014
9897. A Sense Of Dying 5/3/2014
9898. Final Rays Of Day 5/3/2014
9899. On Wings 5/3/2014
9900. Young Memories 5/3/2014
9901. A Leave 5/3/2014
9902. Peering Into Windows 5/3/2014
9903. Not Wishing To Be Found 5/3/2014
9904. Searching For Meaning 5/3/2014
9905. Broken Memories 5/3/2014
9906. A Silent Pact 5/3/2014
9907. Lying In Shaken Trust 5/3/2014
9908. Sliding About 5/5/2014
9909. Unaccomplished Preludes 5/5/2014
9910. Span Of Listless Time 5/5/2014
9911. An Absent Part 5/5/2014
9912. Untethered Shores 5/5/2014
9913. Hearts 5/6/2014
9914. Sad Clothing 5/6/2014
9915. Swelling Strife 5/6/2014
9916. Poem Blessings 5/6/2014
9917. Silent Crystal Tear 5/6/2014
9918. Our Son's Driver's Licenses 5/6/2014
9919. Hospice Meanings 5/6/2014
9920. Struggling Downhill 5/6/2014
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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