RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 120,904 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

20041. Trying To Find Goodness 2/10/2015
20042. Trying To Make It 6/14/2015
20043. Trying To Make It Real 4/7/2015
20044. Trying To Overcome Obstacles 10/4/2013
20045. Trying To Preserve Equality 1/17/2015
20046. Trying To Preserve History 8/30/2015
20047. Trying To Reach The Light 12/22/2015
20048. Trying To Recover 2/5/2014
20049. Trying To Remember 4/24/2014
20050. Trying To Socialize 10/11/2013
20051. Trying To Understand 8/24/2015
20052. Tucked Memories 12/16/2013
20053. Tuesday Watching 4/17/2014
20054. Tug Of War 2/3/2017
20055. Tugging Heartstrings 1/23/2014
20056. Tulips 7/17/2014
20057. Tumbleweed Thoughts 1/12/2017
20058. Tune Of Life's Death 7/15/2014
20059. Tunes Of Reality 2/23/2014
20060. Tuning Ego 5/2/2015
20061. Tuning In Visions 1/4/2014
20062. Tuning Out 11/4/2013
20063. Tunnel Expressions 1/3/2014
20064. Tunnel Of Existence 12/28/2016
20065. Tunnel Of Fear 12/30/2013
20066. Tunnel Of Nothing 2/28/2013
20067. Tunnel Of Sleep 1/20/2014
20068. Tunnel Of Spirituality 5/24/2016
20069. Tunnels Of Advanced Thought 3/29/2015
20070. Tunnels Of Awakening 10/18/2013
20071. Tunnels Of Energy 5/9/2017
20072. Tunnels Of Existence 8/28/2014
20073. Tunnels Of Landmarks 10/23/2013
20074. Tunnels Of Light 10/25/2015
20075. Tunnels Of My Mind 4/9/2013
20076. Tunnels Of Perfection 2/17/2013
20077. Tunnels Of Remembrance 12/13/2013
20078. Tunnels Of Thought 2/21/2013
20079. Tunnels Of Yesterday 10/16/2013
20080. Tunnels Of Youth 4/8/2013
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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