RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1961. Mirrored Moments Of Life 8/18/2013
1962. Days Of Difficulty 8/18/2013
1963. Fallen Leaves 8/18/2013
1964. Uncovering Feelings 8/19/2013
1965. A Care Center? 8/19/2013
1966. Sharing Visions 8/19/2013
1967. Dusting Memories 8/19/2013
1968. Universal Knowledge 8/19/2013
1969. Unknown Destinations 8/19/2013
1970. Drawers Of Ancient Minds 8/19/2013
1971. Ocotillos 8/19/2013
1972. Nature's Window 8/19/2013
1973. Embers Of Thought 8/19/2013
1974. Wind Gusts 8/19/2013
1975. Nature Flights 8/19/2013
1976. View Of A Poet 8/19/2013
1977. Quiet Freedom 8/19/2013
1978. Echoes Of Thought 8/19/2013
1979. Lonely Depressions 8/20/2013
1980. Feelings Reaching Within 8/19/2013
1981. Blossoming Answers 8/19/2013
1982. A Little Bronx In Arizona 8/20/2013
1983. In Synch 8/20/2013
1984. Interior Dimensions 8/20/2013
1985. Losing Life 8/19/2013
1986. Delicate Peace 8/20/2013
1987. Intense Images 8/20/2013
1988. Being Entertained 8/20/2013
1989. Mind Piano 8/20/2013
1990. Racing Poetry 8/20/2013
1991. Mean Beings 8/20/2013
1992. A Favorite Uncle 8/20/2013
1993. Reviving Ghosts 8/19/2013
1994. Seasonings Of Joy 8/20/2013
1995. Musical Atonement 8/20/2013
1996. Entertainment From Beyond 8/20/2013
1997. Organs Of Beauty 8/20/2013
1998. Rhythmic Tradition 8/20/2013
1999. Questioning Protocol 8/20/2013
2000. Proud Of Our Son 8/20/2013
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 ...

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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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