RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1481. Finding An Attitude 4/15/2013
1482. Designing Words 4/15/2013
1483. Feeling Death Lurking 4/15/2013
1484. Testing Myself 4/15/2013
1485. Emoting Through Writing 4/15/2013
1486. Feeling Secure 4/15/2013
1487. Unrealized Endeavors 4/15/2013
1488. Qualities Of Life 4/15/2013
1489. Lifetime Sentence 4/15/2013
1490. Nature's Particles 4/16/2013
1491. Releasing Weather 4/16/2013
1492. Decent Folks 4/17/2013
1493. Emcee 4/17/2013
1494. An Intact Memory 4/17/2013
1495. Touching Arid Spaces 4/17/2013
1496. Limitless Potential 4/20/2013
1497. Walking 4/20/2013
1498. A Moment Of Quiet Sight 4/20/2013
1499. A Small Moment 4/21/2013
1500. Life And Love 4/21/2013
1501. Life Begins Each Day 4/21/2013
1502. Knowledge 4/21/2013
1503. Silent Love 4/21/2013
1504. Mountain View 4/21/2013
1505. Life Began 4/21/2013
1506. Wistful Thinking 4/21/2013
1507. Piles Of Thought 4/21/2013
1508. Piece Of History 4/21/2013
1509. Dawn Sky 4/21/2013
1510. Credits Of Life Hidden 4/21/2013
1511. Devouring Blue Horizons 4/21/2013
1512. Abstract Wisdom 4/21/2013
1513. Reality 4/21/2013
1514. Inner Belief 4/21/2013
1515. Barriers Of Peace 4/21/2013
1516. Halls Of Yesterday 4/21/2013
1517. Silent Sorrow 4/21/2013
1518. New Pathways 4/21/2013
1519. Writing Poetically 4/21/2013
1520. Solar Darkness 4/22/2013
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

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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