RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

3121. Shining Through The Sunset 10/7/2013
3122. Sensitive Thoughts 10/7/2013
3123. Acuity Of Bereavement 10/7/2013
3124. Nature's Habitat 10/7/2013
3125. Rare Individuals 10/7/2013
3126. Field Of Irritation 10/7/2013
3127. Positive Force 10/4/2013
3128. No Justification 10/4/2013
3129. Expanding Imagination 10/4/2013
3130. Exposed In Words 10/8/2013
3131. Future Existence 4/11/2013
3132. Heartless 4/11/2013
3133. Ignoring Sadness 4/11/2013
3134. Giving Expression 4/11/2013
3135. Approaches Of Writing 4/10/2013
3136. Never Being Lost 10/4/2013
3137. Shyly Withering 10/4/2013
3138. Hoping For More Time 10/4/2013
3139. Tear-Stained Windows 10/4/2013
3140. Tracing Pictures 10/4/2013
3141. A Gondola 10/4/2013
3142. Continuing Journey 10/4/2013
3143. Echo Of A Tomb 10/4/2013
3144. Secondary Imagination 10/5/2013
3145. Reflections And Patterns 4/10/2013
3146. Watching Nature 4/10/2013
3147. Elusive Beauty 4/10/2013
3148. Lifetime Of Sensations 10/4/2013
3149. Tackling Views 4/10/2013
3150. Lasting Tradition 10/8/2013
3151. Moments Recording 10/8/2013
3152. Hoping To Become 10/8/2013
3153. Becoming A Genius 10/8/2013
3154. Juggling Morosity 10/8/2013
3155. Alleys Of Greatness 10/8/2013
3156. Yesterday's Silhouettes 10/8/2013
3157. Only Writing 10/8/2013
3158. Broken Families 10/8/2013
3159. Turbin Headed Ghost 10/8/2013
3160. Counting Silent Meanings 10/9/2013
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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