RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 126,806 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

2641. Buddy Stubbs - First Stop 9/27/2013
2642. Touching Edges 9/27/2013
2643. Beyond Barriers 9/27/2013
2644. Soulful Appreciation 4/27/2013
2645. Keeping Peace 4/28/2013
2646. Distant Verse 4/27/2013
2647. Freedom's Choice 4/27/2013
2648. Debating 4/27/2013
2649. Spacious Pictures 9/24/2013
2650. Being Resurrected 9/24/2013
2651. Deeply Thinking 4/25/2013
2652. Spirits Joining 4/25/2013
2653. Serving Thoughts 4/25/2013
2654. Life's Torture Chamber 4/25/2013
2655. In The Moment 4/25/2013
2656. Fracturing Thoughts 4/25/2013
2657. Battle Of Ages 4/25/2013
2658. Ulterior Movement 4/25/2013
2659. Deserted Corners 4/25/2013
2660. Deeper To Existence 4/24/2013
2661. Silent Walking 9/27/2013
2662. Nature's Serenity 9/27/2013
2663. Quest Of Living 9/27/2013
2664. Bed Of Dreams 9/27/2013
2665. Twittering Fireworks 9/27/2013
2666. Reason For Living 9/27/2013
2667. Surprise Journeys 9/27/2013
2668. Poem Of Harmony 9/27/2013
2669. Overlooking Hurt 9/27/2013
2670. Living Through Compositions 9/27/2013
2671. Call From A Friend 9/27/2013
2672. Inherent Belonging 9/27/2013
2673. Idly Loafing 9/27/2013
2674. Hopefully Wishing 9/27/2013
2675. Essences Free Us 9/27/2013
2676. Hopes Of Strength 9/27/2013
2677. Little Moments 9/27/2013
2678. Visionary People 9/27/2013
2679. Realistic Designs 9/27/2013
2680. A Wakeful Dream 9/27/2013
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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