RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

20801. Life's Rough Roads 12/16/2013
20802. Higher Visions 12/16/2013
20803. Picturing Clouds 12/16/2013
20804. Organized Serenity 12/16/2013
20805. Aging Happiness 12/16/2013
20806. Tracks Of Fate 12/16/2013
20807. Ebony Twilight 12/15/2013
20808. Exploring Nature 12/14/2013
20809. Aging Into Sunsets 12/12/2013
20810. Enlivening Thought 12/11/2013
20811. Desert Loneliness 12/11/2013
20812. Togetherness Takes On New Meaning 12/11/2013
20813. Being True To Self 12/11/2013
20814. Symbols Of Heaven 12/11/2013
20815. Work Day 12/10/2013
20816. Timing Standing Alone 12/10/2013
20817. Spreading Happiness 12/11/2013
20818. Birth 12/10/2013
20819. Life Of Scorn 12/10/2013
20820. Fall Moon 12/9/2013
20821. Unthoughtful Pathways 12/9/2013
20822. Emitting Poems 12/9/2013
20823. Prisoner Of Sorrow 12/9/2013
20824. Symmetry And Balance 12/8/2013
20825. Sorrow's Roses 12/9/2013
20826. Ageless Wisdom 12/8/2013
20827. Uniting Talent And Music 12/8/2013
20828. Child Hiding 12/5/2013
20829. Into The Desert 12/5/2013
20830. Arranging Thoughts 12/5/2013
20831. Gently Into The Night 12/8/2013
20832. Scholastic Designs 12/5/2013
20833. Wisdom's Depths 12/4/2013
20834. Facing Outcomes 12/4/2013
20835. Poetical Measurements 12/4/2013
20836. Sacrificing For Another 12/4/2013
20837. Agitated Bondage 12/4/2013
20838. Hidden Agendas 12/3/2013
20839. Self-Expression Of Cowboys 12/3/2013
20840. Contemplating 12/1/2013
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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