RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 144,236 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1961. Piercing Inner Creativeness 8/5/2013
1962. Framing Pictures 8/5/2013
1963. Riding Imagination's Waves 8/6/2013
1964. Invisible Threads 8/6/2013
1965. Imagination's Symbols 8/6/2013
1966. Around Corners 8/6/2013
1967. A Fitting Tribute 7/18/2013
1968. Commitment 7/18/2013
1969. Soaring Above Life 7/19/2013
1970. Loving Life 7/19/2013
1971. Tantalizing Inner Spirits 7/17/2013
1972. From The Hip 8/15/2013
1973. Telling All 8/15/2013
1974. Out On A Limb 8/15/2013
1975. Magical Landscapes 8/14/2013
1976. Emerald Fields 8/15/2013
1977. Silence Of Nature 8/15/2013
1978. Expansive Boundaries 8/14/2013
1979. Portraying Moments 8/14/2013
1980. Tender Grief 8/15/2013
1981. Imagination's Circles 8/15/2013
1982. Fading Into Lines 8/15/2013
1983. Riding Highways 8/15/2013
1984. Stilted Conversations 8/15/2013
1985. Soothing Memories 8/15/2013
1986. Biker's Charity Runs 8/15/2013
1987. Defeated 8/19/2013
1988. Lasting Peace 8/19/2013
1989. Meeting Of Minds 8/19/2013
1990. Intense Strain 8/19/2013
1991. Formulating Positive Actions 8/19/2013
1992. Silent Heartbeats 8/19/2013
1993. Life's Notes 8/19/2013
1994. Viewpoints 8/19/2013
1995. Feeling Pain 8/19/2013
1996. Sharing Feelings 8/18/2013
1997. Grief's Importance 8/18/2013
1998. Freed From Yesterday 8/18/2013
1999. Union With Spirit 8/18/2013
2000. Ocotillos 8/19/2013

Comments about RoseAnn V. Shawiak

  • 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

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  • 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

Mind Of Life

Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...

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Sadness

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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