RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 140,492 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

16041. Equipping Us With Tools 12/20/2015
16042. Complicating Situations 12/21/2015
16043. Power Of My Soul 12/21/2015
16044. Letting Go And Soaring 12/21/2015
16045. Solvent Essence 12/21/2015
16046. Immersed In Intellect 12/21/2015
16047. Absolving My Humanity 12/21/2015
16048. Rose - Colored Sight 12/21/2015
16049. Transporting Through Rhythms 12/21/2015
16050. Accomplishing What Needs To Be Done 12/21/2015
16051. Reasons For Believing 12/21/2015
16052. Personal Level 12/21/2015
16053. Sharing Gifts Of Thought 12/21/2015
16054. Coma - Like Situation 12/21/2015
16055. Delicate Balance Of Truth 12/21/2015
16056. Needing Positive Stimulation 12/21/2015
16057. Special Care 12/21/2015
16058. Enlightening Opportunities 12/21/2015
16059. Days Come And Go 12/21/2015
16060. Being Silent 12/21/2015
16061. Ego Of False Pride 12/22/2015
16062. Living In Positive Attitudes 12/22/2015
16063. Always A Champion 12/22/2015
16064. Trying To Reach The Light 12/22/2015
16065. Silently Singing 12/22/2015
16066. Stress Building 12/22/2015
16067. Tell Tale Signs Of Your Life 12/22/2015
16068. Grandson's Cross Country Meet 12/22/2015
16069. Waiting For The Meet To Begin 12/22/2015
16070. Watching Runners 12/22/2015
16071. Thrilling Race 12/22/2015
16072. Solitary Entity 12/22/2015
16073. Inner Minds 12/22/2015
16074. Nocturn Equations 12/22/2015
16075. Spiritual Realm 12/22/2015
16076. Touching Upon Reality Of Life 12/22/2015
16077. Frontiers Of My Mind 12/22/2015
16078. Complete Eclipse Of The Mind 12/22/2015
16079. Being Completed 12/22/2015
16080. Watching The News 12/22/2015

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • Mark Adrian Adonay Mark Adrian Adonay (12/26/2013 10:06:00 PM)

    What a good poem, reminds me about the life, on how it ends.I want to be a friend of you..

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  • K.c. Ford K.c. Ford (12/5/2013 4:36:00 AM)

    Hi RoseAnn, thanks for your message.
    I'm very critical of my own poetry and it just bubbles over when I look at anothers poetry.
    Yep, I am odd, seem to see things from a different perception than the mainstreem.
    Read that you've been in a serious condition in hospital, just hope you're on the mend and now out and about and getting up peoples noses....Take care Kev

  • Sam Kim (10/25/2013 11:50:00 AM)

    You truly are a genius in writing short yet powerful poems. I enjoyed how your poems weren't always dealing with grave topics. A short everyday life poem. I think I found a gem

  • Vishal Sharma Vishal Sharma (8/13/2013 1:03:00 AM)

    you are the only poet since i joined here whom, being a female, has so lot of poems
    you are completely motivating one
    bowing my head

  • Vishal Sharma Vishal Sharma (8/13/2013 12:59:00 AM)

    you are the only poet since i joined here whom, being a female, has so lot of poems
    you are completely motivating one
    bowing my head

  • Scott Summers (6/4/2013 11:22:00 PM)

    This poet has the gift of insight and the further gift of expressing this in words that convey all parts of the understanding she reaches.

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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