RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

3001. Temporary Repreive 10/5/2013
3002. Colorful Dreams 10/5/2013
3003. Beyond The Room 10/5/2013
3004. Today's Horizon 10/5/2013
3005. Whispered Verses 10/5/2013
3006. Reminders Of Beginning Love 10/5/2013
3007. Boosting Egos 10/5/2013
3008. Echoes Of Drums 10/5/2013
3009. Hoping To Stay Afloat 10/5/2013
3010. Resembling Lullabies 10/5/2013
3011. Reflections Staring 10/5/2013
3012. Missing Pieces 10/5/2013
3013. Lilting Voice 10/5/2013
3014. Handing Out Humor 10/5/2013
3015. Tangling Melodies 10/5/2013
3016. Beating Down The Weeds 10/5/2013
3017. Love's Empty Songs 10/5/2013
3018. Watching Music 10/5/2013
3019. Schemes 10/5/2013
3020. Traveling Light 10/5/2013
3021. Sicilian Heart 10/4/2013
3022. Blossoming Gardens 10/4/2013
3023. Love Of Strangers 10/4/2013
3024. Trying To Overcome Obstacles 10/4/2013
3025. Recipe Of Love 10/4/2013
3026. Careless People 10/4/2013
3027. Bobby's Cats 10/4/2013
3028. Death Of A Palo Verde 10/4/2013
3029. Departures Of Family 4/14/2013
3030. Nostalgic Creations 4/14/2013
3031. Musical Pathways 4/14/2013
3032. Touching Places Within 4/14/2013
3033. Solving Puzzles 4/14/2013
3034. Hoping For Peace 4/14/2013
3035. Webs Of Music 4/14/2013
3036. Avoiding Negativity 4/14/2013
3037. New Dawns 4/14/2013
3038. Petals Of Natural Aging 4/14/2013
3039. Measure Of Worth 4/14/2013
3040. Puzzling Intellect 4/14/2013
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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