RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

11121. Living, Passing Time 9/8/2014
11122. Priceless Gift 9/8/2014
11123. Increasing Limits 9/8/2014
11124. Informative Clarity 9/8/2014
11125. Giving An Energy 9/8/2014
11126. Folding Between Paper 9/8/2014
11127. Tomorrow's Living Room 9/8/2014
11128. Abounding Poverty 9/9/2014
11129. Accepting A Poetical Existence 9/9/2014
11130. An Interior Park 9/9/2014
11131. Solutions Depths 9/9/2014
11132. Recognition 9/9/2014
11133. Taking Secrets Out 9/9/2014
11134. Gaylords 9/9/2014
11135. Search For Right Words 9/9/2014
11136. Emily Dickenson Award 9/9/2014
11137. Being Airborne 9/9/2014
11138. Thinking Of You 9/9/2014
11139. Finding Creative Solutions 9/5/2014
11140. Last Chance 9/6/2014
11141. Clarity Of Natural Death 9/6/2014
11142. Childhood Shadows 9/6/2014
11143. Defying The Reality Of Life 9/6/2014
11144. The Blackness Of Blue 9/7/2014
11145. Finding Peaceful Dreams 9/7/2014
11146. Poem Of Interior Worth 9/7/2014
11147. Carefully Escaping 9/7/2014
11148. No More Endings 9/7/2014
11149. Lighting Interior Intellect 9/7/2014
11150. Steel - Stringed Guitars 9/7/2014
11151. Night - Time Furor 9/9/2014
11152. Age - Old Dilemma 9/9/2014
11153. Infiltrated 9/9/2014
11154. Gap Of Loneliness 9/9/2014
11155. Rhythm Of Sadness 9/10/2014
11156. Eternal Recitals 9/10/2014
11157. Corduroy Patches 9/10/2014
11158. Curtain Of Memories 9/10/2014
11159. Barren Wastelands 9/11/2014
11160. Tornado Of The Past 9/11/2014
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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