RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

14721. Peeking Beneath Curtains 7/30/2015
14722. Bottom Line 7/30/2015
14723. Reciting Poetry 7/30/2015
14724. Responsibility Of Adults 7/30/2015
14725. Icing On The Cake 7/30/2015
14726. Out In The Open 7/30/2015
14727. Freedom Of An Interior Calling 7/30/2015
14728. Living Life's Mystery 7/30/2015
14729. Donald Trump 7/31/2015
14730. America On The Mend 7/31/2015
14731. Cruelty Of Others 7/31/2015
14732. Seeing Clearly 7/31/2015
14733. Poetry Reciting 7/31/2015
14734. Draped In Gray Shadows 7/31/2015
14735. Wrung From My Heart 7/31/2015
14736. Buried Mind 7/31/2015
14737. Life's Greatest Treasure 7/31/2015
14738. Accepting This Gift 7/31/2015
14739. Patterns Of People 7/31/2015
14740. Never - Ending Circumstances 7/31/2015
14741. Using Experience 7/31/2015
14742. Great Idea! 7/31/2015
14743. Increasing Clarity 7/31/2015
14744. Terrifying Feeling Of Emptiness 7/31/2015
14745. Which Came First 7/31/2015
14746. Living A Fantasy 7/31/2015
14747. Beautiful Designs 8/4/2015
14748. A Good Kid 8/4/2015
14749. Paths We Used To Share 8/4/2015
14750. Someone Threw The Dice 8/4/2015
14751. Games Of Life 8/4/2015
14752. Messages Intercepted 8/4/2015
14753. Waking To A Poem 8/5/2015
14754. Chances Of Life 8/5/2015
14755. Between Moments Of Time 8/5/2015
14756. Mean - Spirited Beings 8/5/2015
14757. Destroyed Purpose 8/5/2015
14758. Mysterious Looks 8/5/2015
14759. Counting On Intellect 8/5/2015
14760. Taking Places 8/5/2015
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 ...

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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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