RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

11161. Tornado Of The Past 9/11/2014
11162. Freeing The Little Child 9/11/2014
11163. A Black Emptiness 9/9/2014
11164. Screaming Messages 9/9/2014
11165. Reddened Loss 9/11/2014
11166. Staying Where You Are 9/12/2014
11167. Soundless Emptiness 9/12/2014
11168. Nature Of Water 9/12/2014
11169. Morning Buoys 9/12/2014
11170. Experiencing Moments 9/12/2014
11171. Indecision 9/12/2014
11172. A Yellow Balloon 9/12/2014
11173. Immortality 9/12/2014
11174. Waiting Silently 9/12/2014
11175. Scattering Wisps 9/12/2014
11176. Superstitions 9/12/2014
11177. Pool Tournament 9/13/2014
11178. Fascinating Sequences 9/13/2014
11179. Wonderful Concepts 9/13/2014
11180. Hidden Chemical Equations 9/13/2014
11181. Carefully Painted 9/14/2014
11182. Banquet Of Color 9/14/2014
11183. Eyes Of A Microscope 9/14/2014
11184. Shadow Angles 9/14/2014
11185. Fallen Leaf 9/14/2014
11186. Admiring Creation 9/14/2014
11187. Empty Skies 9/14/2014
11188. Dessert With Youngest Son 9/14/2014
11189. Shot By An Angry Voice 9/14/2014
11190. A Young Boy 9/14/2014
11191. Pivoting Life 9/15/2014
11192. Learning From Life 9/15/2014
11193. Watching Coffee 9/15/2014
11194. Quiet Waters 9/15/2014
11195. Choirs Of A Mind 9/15/2014
11196. Intimate Conclusions 9/16/2014
11197. Never Feeling The Love 9/16/2014
11198. Pieces Of A Mind 9/17/2014
11199. Tomorrow's Trails 9/17/2014
11200. Silent Aspirations 9/17/2014
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 ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

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

[Report Error]