RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 130,451 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

21841. Respect 4/20/2013
21842. Alone In Thought 4/24/2013
21843. Energized Spirit 4/15/2013
21844. A Maintenance Worker 4/15/2013
21845. Aligning Thoughts 4/10/2013
21846. Natural Issues 3/31/2013
21847. Mind's Bottoms 4/9/2013
21848. Parables Of Prose 4/1/2013
21849. Final Hallway 3/30/2013
21850. Life Without Me 3/30/2013
21851. Purity Of Love 3/30/2013
21852. Shelving Life 4/1/2013
21853. Hiding Your Light 3/30/2013
21854. Enjoying Family 3/27/2013
21855. Interior Spaces 3/30/2013
21856. Apprehensive Consideration 3/27/2013
21857. Heart's Desires 3/18/2013
21858. Emotional Tidal Waves 3/27/2013
21859. Doctor And His Physicians Assistant 3/17/2013
21860. Covering Feelings 3/16/2013
21861. Last Stage Of Life 3/15/2013
21862. Mom's Last Call 3/11/2013
21863. Dancing Into Eternity 3/15/2013
21864. Hope Rising 3/14/2013
21865. Silent Voices 3/13/2013
21866. Refracted Thoughts 3/12/2013
21867. Waking Life 3/12/2013
21868. A Song Of Joy 3/13/2013
21869. Heartfelt Words 3/12/2013
21870. Intense Music 3/11/2013
21871. Grief's Bouquet 3/12/2013
21872. A Favorite Nephew 3/12/2013
21873. Hidden Being 3/11/2013
21874. Aging Days 3/11/2013
21875. Life Drifts Away 3/10/2013
21876. A Gentle Man 2/27/2013
21877. Whispering Thank You's 3/7/2013
21878. Fading Dreams 3/7/2013
21879. Musical Rhetoric 3/3/2013
21880. Awakening Soul 3/7/2013
Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Of Life

Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...

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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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