RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

13041. Trying To Find Goodness 2/10/2015
13042. Rhetoric's Delicate Fabric 2/10/2015
13043. Cogitating 2/10/2015
13044. Emotions Arising 2/10/2015
13045. Watching Havoc Of Nature 2/9/2015
13046. Portraits Of Reality 2/10/2015
13047. Reflecting Situation 2/11/2015
13048. Beautiful Visions 2/14/2015
13049. Looking Back At Yesterday 2/14/2015
13050. Being Reminded 2/14/2015
13051. In A Garden 2/15/2015
13052. Feasts Of Possibility 2/15/2015
13053. Sidelines Of Another Dimension 2/15/2015
13054. Mind Full Of Memories 2/15/2015
13055. Lonely Dimension 2/15/2015
13056. Reminders Of Lost Love 2/15/2015
13057. Inspiration Through Nature 2/15/2015
13058. Extending Life 2/15/2015
13059. Desires Unfold 2/15/2015
13060. Whispers Of Subconsciousness 2/15/2015
13061. Limited Knowledge 2/15/2015
13062. How To Curb Everything 2/15/2015
13063. Mind Power 2/15/2015
13064. Wonderful Sight 2/16/2015
13065. Seeing Life Already Lived 2/17/2015
13066. Letting Ideas Transpire 2/17/2015
13067. Coverlet Of Mysticism 2/17/2015
13068. Perfection Of Interior Life 2/17/2015
13069. Tender Melody 2/17/2015
13070. Watching Talent 2/17/2015
13071. Times Of Inherent Loneliness 2/17/2015
13072. Contemplating Yesterdays 2/17/2015
13073. Giving Definition To Reality 2/17/2015
13074. Photographically Imagining 2/17/2015
13075. Genuine Feelings Of Knowledge 2/17/2015
13076. India's Coded Messages 2/17/2015
13077. Pathways Of Thought 2/18/2015
13078. Riding Tidal Waves 2/18/2015
13079. Reality Of Poetry 2/18/2015
13080. Avenues Of Another Culture 2/18/2015
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

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