RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,027 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

21481. Eloquent Poetry 12/18/2013
21482. Cognitive Exchanges 12/16/2013
21483. Life's Hidden Corners 12/11/2013
21484. An Accordion Player 12/13/2013
21485. Orchestrated Lines 12/11/2013
21486. Creating Exercise 12/2/2013
21487. Forsaken Woods 11/23/2013
21488. Tomorrow's Omens 11/14/2013
21489. Granddaughter's Eyes 10/31/2013
21490. Lonely Journey 10/31/2013
21491. Having Fun 10/30/2013
21492. Reality's Coldness 10/29/2013
21493. Striving For Perfection 10/23/2013
21494. Pleasant Memories 10/18/2013
21495. Celebrating A Birth 10/15/2013
21496. Valuing Life 10/15/2013
21497. Giving Opinions 4/9/2013
21498. Little Granddaughter 4/20/2013
21499. Life's Memories 9/23/2013
21500. Not Trusting Anyone 4/28/2013
21501. Riding Waves 8/28/2013
21502. Spheres Of Accountability 9/23/2013
21503. Sharing Time 8/28/2013
21504. Politically Correct 8/22/2013
21505. Watching 5/1/2013
21506. Wisdom's Patterns 4/29/2013
21507. Sketching People 4/11/2013
21508. Being Grateful 3/19/2013
21509. Nighttime Quietness 3/15/2013
21510. Soul Soothing Rhythms 3/13/2013
21511. Birthday Lunch 3/11/2013
21512. Facing Death 3/7/2013
21513. Veil Of Death 3/7/2013
21514. Family Unity 2/20/2013
21515. Grandparents 2/26/2013
21516. American's Own Today 2/11/2013
21517. Pure Life 2/8/2013
21518. Sunset's Empty Shell 2/1/2013
21519. Hanging Pictures 2/1/2013
21520. Clarinet Voyage 2/15/2013
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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Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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