RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,537 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

22081. Energetically Gathering Thoughts 3/5/2015
22082. Reunited After Death 4/14/2013
22083. A Backdrop Of Life 8/28/2013
22084. At The Mercy Of A Bus Driver In The City 2/13/2013
22085. A Parallel Universe 9/23/2013
22086. Special Atmosphere Of Friendship 9/20/2015
22087. Compensating 5/17/2016
22088. Nature's Lessons 1/23/2015
22089. A Bursting Heart 8/25/2013
22090. Nurtured In Lines Of Verses 3/5/2015
22091. Mysterious Symbolism 2/26/2015
22092. Self - Discovery 11/11/2014
22093. Love Never Realized 6/4/2014
22094. Picking Up Pieces 9/13/2015
22095. Increasing Power 2/10/2015
22096. No Answers To Love 12/27/2014
22097. Serenity's Mind 8/20/2013
22098. Crystal Gathering 8/20/2013
22099. A Blink Of The Mind 1/9/2014
22100. Simple Horizons 5/7/2014
22101. '63 Chevy Impala 10/5/2013
22102. A Brokenness Inside 3/7/2013
22103. 43rd President Of America 3/2/2014
22104. Mind Of Life 8/20/2013
22105. Compassion Of Wisdom 5/14/2014
22106. Assembling Particles 8/20/2013
22107. Reality Of Both Lives 8/20/2013
22108. Descriptive Poem 2/13/2013
22109. A Blessing From God 4/1/2013
22110. Insight 11/24/2013
22111. Men! ! ! ! 8/6/2014
22112. Winter Cold 8/20/2013
22113. Life's Black Curtains 4/25/2014
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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Death Shadow

When I'm gone beyond this mortal world, what type
of shadow will I leave behind?
Will it be agile and funny with a sense of humor?
Or will it be dark and serious like death itself?
Maybe it will be clearly defined, not stringent or declining.
What type of shadow will I leave imprinted in minds of
those I leave behind?
Hopefully it will bring a smile to other's lips when they
think of me on quiet reminiscent evenings.

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