RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 120,689 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

20081. Turbin Headed Ghost 10/8/2013
20082. Turbulent Life 2/13/2013
20083. Turmoil Of Age 2/10/2013
20084. Turmoil Of Cancer 2/27/2013
20085. Turmoil Of Nature, Loving It 5/25/2016
20086. Turn About Life 4/15/2013
20087. Turn Aside 2/25/2014
20088. Turn Of Events 10/13/2013
20089. Turned Onto Suicidal Paths 7/23/2014
20090. Turning Around 3/5/2015
20091. Turning Away 2/7/2013
20092. Turning Away From Sun 12/8/2014
20093. Turning Back Hands Of Time 4/10/2013
20094. Turning Corners 1/13/2014
20095. Turning Corners In Pages Of Life Here In India 5/16/2016
20096. Turning From Life 11/14/2013
20097. Turning From Worldly Plains 3/2/2014
20098. Turning Inside Out 6/29/2015
20099. Turning Interior Lights On 7/2/2014
20100. Turning Into Measures Of Rhythm 12/8/2015
20101. Turning Into The Present 6/13/2014
20102. Turning Inward 11/12/2013
20103. Turning Life Over 3/10/2014
20104. Turning Movements 10/16/2013
20105. Turning Of Life's Pages 6/4/2014
20106. Turning Poverty Away 1/14/2016
20107. Turning Shadows Into Daylight 1/21/2016
20108. Turning The Corner 8/3/2016
20109. Turning Tides 7/17/2013
20110. Turning Up Vision's Volume 2/29/2016
20111. Turn-Key Children 3/21/2013
20112. Turntable Of Poetical Music 11/17/2016
20113. Turntables 3/1/2014
20114. Turntables Of Life 2/20/2013
20115. Tushar Ray 10/2/2015
20116. Tushar's Life 1/2/2016
20117. Twanging Memory Strings 1/22/2014
20118. Tweaking Moods 9/29/2015
20119. Twelfth Dimension 3/1/2016
20120. Twenty - First Century? 10/17/2016
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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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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