RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 130,030 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

17401. Life Becoming Fuller 3/20/2016
17402. Savoring Beauty 3/20/2016
17403. Drifting In Daydreams 3/20/2016
17404. Wanting To Be Unhindered 5/1/2016
17405. Senses Heightened 5/1/2016
17406. Perfect And Total Sense 5/2/2016
17407. Simple Task 5/2/2016
17408. Experiencing Life Spiritually 5/2/2016
17409. Lost In This Modern World 5/2/2016
17410. Out Of The Darkness 5/2/2016
17411. Heart Bent In Half 5/2/2016
17412. Feeling Of Intense Privilege 5/2/2016
17413. Disparity Of Quality 5/4/2016
17414. Fertile Fields Of India 5/4/2016
17415. Coming To Terms With Life 5/4/2016
17416. India Unrecognized By The World 5/4/2016
17417. Train Ride To South India 5/4/2016
17418. Sublime Thoughts 2/1/2016
17419. Delicate Nature Poem 2/1/2016
17420. Inspiration And Reality 2/1/2016
17421. Spiritually Not Attuned 2/1/2016
17422. Foreign Atmosphere 2/1/2016
17423. Capturing Details 2/1/2016
17424. Loving Intellect 2/1/2016
17425. Our Existence 2/2/2016
17426. Conflicting Values 2/2/2016
17427. Nectar Of A Poetical Essence 2/2/2016
17428. Dreaming Of Love 2/2/2016
17429. Symphony Of Sight 2/2/2016
17430. Quietly Enjoying 2/2/2016
17431. Patterns Of Angles 2/3/2016
17432. Fading Into Nonexistence 2/4/2016
17433. Oblivious Atmosphere 2/4/2016
17434. Giving Life Expectations, Making A Difference 5/4/2016
17435. Giving To Humanity 5/4/2016
17436. Precious Time, Just You And I 5/4/2016
17437. Heart Being Pulled Thoughtfully 5/4/2016
17438. Loving Having Experiences With A Friend In India 5/4/2016
17439. Landscapes Of India 5/4/2016
17440. Being Immersed In India's Culture 5/5/2016
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 ...

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Meeting Polish Citizens

Meeting with a panel of Polish citizens, listening to them explain
their country's politics, freedom, or lack thereof.

Fascinating young people, very astute and knowledgeable in their
own areas of expertise.

Exultant speakers each and every one of them, enjoying their
presentations, excited to meet on common poetical ground.

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