RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

21441. Vito 1/15/2014
21442. Patterns Of Life 1/14/2014
21443. Granddaughter's Halloween 1/14/2014
21444. Aging Grief 1/13/2014
21445. Escaping Life 1/13/2014
21446. Visionary Aptitude 1/10/2014
21447. Generating Absolute Power 12/29/2013
21448. Non-Conforming Walls 12/22/2013
21449. Aspects Of Nature 12/18/2013
21450. Mirror Images 12/18/2013
21451. Respectful Narratives 12/18/2013
21452. Perfection 12/17/2013
21453. Eloquent Poetry 12/18/2013
21454. Cognitive Exchanges 12/16/2013
21455. Life's Hidden Corners 12/11/2013
21456. An Accordion Player 12/13/2013
21457. Orchestrated Lines 12/11/2013
21458. Creating Exercise 12/2/2013
21459. Abbreviation Of Life 5/12/2014
21460. Baseball Game 5/14/2014
21461. Desert Acres 4/17/2014
21462. Mourning's Sun 5/1/2014
21463. Positive Details 4/13/2014
21464. Remembering Good Times 3/28/2014
21465. Awakened Senses 4/5/2014
21466. Mirrors Of Endless Space 3/3/2014
21467. Loving To Be Entertained 2/12/2014
21468. Velvet Sorrow 2/8/2014
21469. Stressing Away Stress 1/26/2014
21470. Undecipherable Codes 1/24/2014
21471. Unheard Of Poetry 2/22/2014
21472. Winter Seaside 2/24/2014
21473. Honky Tonk Line Dancing 2/26/2014
21474. At A Baseball Game 2/22/2014
21475. Adding 2/20/2014
21476. Aged Quilts 2/16/2014
21477. Sorrowful Rhythms 2/15/2014
21478. Eatza Pizza Buffet 2/16/2014
21479. Fish In An Aquarium 2/16/2014
21480. Non - Conforming 11/16/2014
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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