RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,027 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1681. Tracking Emotions 4/11/2013
1682. Calming Heart 4/11/2013
1683. In The Spotlight 4/11/2013
1684. Level Of Insight 4/11/2013
1685. Recharging Batteries 4/11/2013
1686. Hanging In The Balance 4/13/2013
1687. Pockets Of Music 4/13/2013
1688. Council Woman 4/13/2013
1689. Traditional Realms 4/13/2013
1690. Touching Others 4/14/2013
1691. Unknown Thoughts 4/14/2013
1692. Relics Of Tears 4/14/2013
1693. Rethinking Voices 4/14/2013
1694. Prolific Rhymes 4/15/2013
1695. Rearranging Lives 4/15/2013
1696. Charting Destiny 4/15/2013
1697. Finding An Attitude 4/15/2013
1698. Designing Words 4/15/2013
1699. Feeling Death Lurking 4/15/2013
1700. Testing Myself 4/15/2013
1701. Emoting Through Writing 4/15/2013
1702. Feeling Secure 4/15/2013
1703. Unrealized Endeavors 4/15/2013
1704. Qualities Of Life 4/15/2013
1705. Lifetime Sentence 4/15/2013
1706. Nature's Particles 4/16/2013
1707. Releasing Weather 4/16/2013
1708. Decent Folks 4/17/2013
1709. Emcee 4/17/2013
1710. An Intact Memory 4/17/2013
1711. Touching Arid Spaces 4/17/2013
1712. Limitless Potential 4/20/2013
1713. Walking 4/20/2013
1714. A Moment Of Quiet Sight 4/20/2013
1715. A Small Moment 4/21/2013
1716. Life And Love 4/21/2013
1717. Life Begins Each Day 4/21/2013
1718. Knowledge 4/21/2013
1719. Silent Love 4/21/2013
1720. Mountain View 4/21/2013
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

Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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