RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 127,041 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

20281. Land Of Excitement 8/16/2017
20282. Baton Of Intellect 8/17/2017
20283. Genuinely Enticed 8/17/2017
20284. Mind - Awakening Moments 8/18/2017
20285. Beautiful Moments 8/18/2017
20286. Hiding Behind Curtains Of Life 8/18/2017
20287. Sparkling Waters Of Imagination 8/18/2017
20288. Effervescent Tides 8/18/2017
20289. Sunrise 8/18/2017
20290. Mind - Strumming 8/18/2017
20291. Explorations 8/18/2017
20292. Attuned To Mysteries 8/18/2017
20293. Inner Intuition 8/18/2017
20294. Unforgettable Journey 8/18/2017
20295. Imagination In Full Bloom 8/18/2017
20296. Unending Rendition Of Life 8/18/2017
20297. Delighting Minds 8/18/2017
20298. Poetically Rhyming Music 8/18/2017
20299. Motion Of Thoughts 8/18/2017
20300. Feeling Diversity And Adventure 8/18/2017
20301. Cruel And Heartless 8/18/2017
20302. Repast Of Thoughts 8/18/2017
20303. Dwindling In This Life 8/18/2017
20304. Celebrating Mom, American Style 8/18/2017
20305. Alone In A Parlor Of Aging 8/18/2017
20306. Mounting Landscapes Of Time 8/18/2017
20307. Excursion Of Delight 8/18/2017
20308. Exercising This Spirit 8/18/2017
20309. Quietly Walking Through Life 8/23/2017
20310. Meeting Polish Citizens 8/23/2017
20311. Understanding People 8/23/2017
20312. Using Their Minds 8/23/2017
20313. Excluding The Negative 8/23/2017
20314. Inner Trails Of Spirituality 8/23/2017
20315. Succumbing To Intense Interior Peace 8/23/2017
20316. Feelings Of Sacredness 8/23/2017
20317. Creating Energy 8/23/2017
20318. Precious People 8/23/2017
20319. Youngest Granddaughter's Graduation 8/23/2017
20320. Granddaughter's High School Graduation 8/23/2017
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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