RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

2601. A Final Vision 4/24/2013
2602. Fulfilling Spaces 4/24/2013
2603. Handful Of Prayer 4/24/2013
2604. Living On Faith 4/24/2013
2605. Becoming Attitudes 4/24/2013
2606. Raining On My Mind 4/24/2013
2607. Speculative Formulas 4/23/2013
2608. Interior Flow 4/23/2013
2609. Weighing Situations 4/23/2013
2610. Flaring Ambition 4/23/2013
2611. Intellect's Test 4/23/2013
2612. Mind Calluses 4/23/2013
2613. Interior Depths 9/25/2013
2614. No Reproductions 9/26/2013
2615. Feeling Waves 9/26/2013
2616. Scents Of Love 9/26/2013
2617. Periods Of Time 9/26/2013
2618. Friends - A Fresh Breath 9/26/2013
2619. A Gentle Coat Of Arms 9/26/2013
2620. Gathering Sensations 9/26/2013
2621. Lovely Escapes 9/26/2013
2622. Writing Clearly 9/26/2013
2623. Stark Neighborhood 9/26/2013
2624. Positive Signs 9/26/2013
2625. Earth's Landscapes 9/26/2013
2626. A Dark Image 9/26/2013
2627. Vagrant Journeys 9/26/2013
2628. Secret Meanings 9/26/2013
2629. Collecting Landscapes 9/26/2013
2630. Randomly Wandering 9/26/2013
2631. Applying Musical Compositions 9/26/2013
2632. Intellectual Development 9/26/2013
2633. Graceful Boughs 9/26/2013
2634. A Language Of My Own 9/25/2013
2635. Undisclosed Knowledge 9/26/2013
2636. Drifting Scents 9/26/2013
2637. A Mind Piano 9/26/2013
2638. Just Existing 9/26/2013
2639. Flashing Emotions 9/26/2013
2640. Simple Examples 9/26/2013
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 ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

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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