RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 142,253 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

16161. Living In An Interior Cocoon 12/26/2015
16162. Interior Common Sense 12/26/2015
16163. Life Transposed Into Poetry 12/26/2015
16164. New Year Opening 12/26/2015
16165. Epiphanies Of A Spiritual Life 12/26/2015
16166. Contemplation And Rhythm 12/26/2015
16167. Freely Coinciding With Life 12/26/2015
16168. Between The Coverlet Of Life And Death 12/26/2015
16169. Music's Depths 12/26/2015
16170. Needing The Answers 12/26/2015
16171. Priceless Pearls Of Love 12/26/2015
16172. Totality Of Inner Desire 12/26/2015
16173. Playground Of Melodies 12/26/2015
16174. Keeping Time With The Universe 12/26/2015
16175. Translating Tears Of Sorrow Into Poetry 12/26/2015
16176. Existing On Another Plain 12/26/2015
16177. Poetical Passion 12/26/2015
16178. Vines Of Interior Roses 12/26/2015
16179. Violins Playing With Our Passion 12/26/2015
16180. Reflexology Of Life 12/26/2015
16181. Life And Destiny Consumed 12/27/2015
16182. Demanding Their Own Way 12/27/2015
16183. Imagination's Concepts 12/27/2015
16184. Poetical Interludes 12/27/2015
16185. Mysterious Levels 12/27/2015
16186. Saddened Tales 12/27/2015
16187. Browsing Pages Of Imagination 12/27/2015
16188. Individually Hiding 12/27/2015
16189. Vividly Succinct 12/27/2015
16190. Silent Changes 12/27/2015
16191. Power Of God 12/27/2015
16192. Faith Exploding 12/27/2015
16193. Quietly Reserved 12/27/2015
16194. Enlightening Us 12/27/2015
16195. Life Being Preserved 12/27/2015
16196. Inspiring Creative Processes 12/27/2015
16197. Electric Thought Process 12/27/2015
16198. Living In Realms Of Music 12/27/2015
16199. Depths Of Questioning Answers 12/27/2015
16200. Emptying Pockets Of This Mind 12/28/2015

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


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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