RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

17281. Awake For Many Hours 4/28/2016
17282. Waiting To Leave For Hong Kong 4/28/2016
17283. Inside The Airport At Lax 4/28/2016
17284. Pleasant Enticing Atmosphere 4/28/2016
17285. Relaxing Peacefully 4/28/2016
17286. Using Imagination, Passing Time 4/28/2016
17287. Abstract Designs In The Airport 4/28/2016
17288. Creating And Having Fun At The Airport 4/28/2016
17289. Still Waiting At The Airport, Writing 4/28/2016
17290. Finding Peace Within 4/28/2016
17291. Being Guided By The Divine 4/28/2016
17292. Keeping An Inner Light Glowing 4/28/2016
17293. Attaining Life 4/28/2016
17294. Being Filled Interiorly 4/28/2016
17295. Purely Innocent Talent 4/28/2016
17296. Time Is What It Is 4/28/2016
17297. String Art At Lax 4/28/2016
17298. Flying On To Hong Kong 4/28/2016
17299. Power Of My Mind 4/28/2016
17300. Thinking On The Plane 4/28/2016
17301. Thoughts Of Evil 4/28/2016
17302. Seeing Above The Normal 4/28/2016
17303. Sound And Truth 4/29/2016
17304. Inner Creative World 4/29/2016
17305. Love Combining 4/29/2016
17306. Self-Defeating Behavior 4/29/2016
17307. Thinking Of Trump While Flying To India 4/29/2016
17308. Curing Death? 4/29/2016
17309. Easing Rhythms 4/29/2016
17310. Landing Soon In Hong Kong 4/29/2016
17311. Thoughts Of Business 4/29/2016
17312. Beautiful Thoughts 4/29/2016
17313. Patterns Of Thinking 4/29/2016
17314. Questioning Opinions 4/29/2016
17315. Writing On The Jet 4/29/2016
17316. Flying High In Memories 4/29/2016
17317. Thoughts Above The Pacific Ocean 4/29/2016
17318. Interior Thoughts 4/29/2016
17319. Landing In Hong Kong - An Amazing Place 4/29/2016
17320. Soon Boarding For Kolkata 4/29/2016
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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