RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
Life's Black Curtains
Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
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 ...
Cold Front rolling in, rocking to tempos and rhythms of another
evening at the Wagon Yard, heart pattering to beats of songs,
titillating the very depths of our souls with serenity.
Rocking through the atmosphere, taking us into the beauty of
human nature, loving the wonder as musical puzzle pieces con-
stantly join together.
Creating a mysterious array of poetry that fills the environ-