RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

3401. Watching The Day Begin 10/16/2013
3402. Letting Go 10/16/2013
3403. Lifeless Content 10/16/2013
3404. Stating The Obvious 10/16/2013
3405. Watching Tones 10/16/2013
3406. Timing Definitions 10/16/2013
3407. Chemical Patterns 10/17/2013
3408. Elusive Figures 10/17/2013
3409. Just A Moment 10/17/2013
3410. Folding Love 10/17/2013
3411. Quiet Resolve 10/17/2013
3412. Tempos Of Behavior 10/17/2013
3413. Folding Converstions 10/17/2013
3414. Future Horizon 10/17/2013
3415. Minute Pleasure 10/17/2013
3416. Settling On Edges 10/17/2013
3417. Limited Time 10/17/2013
3418. Listening 10/17/2013
3419. Gray Evenings 10/17/2013
3420. A Cold Embrace 10/17/2013
3421. Stringing My Mind 10/17/2013
3422. Confusing Feelings 10/17/2013
3423. Burned Beyond Sorrow 10/17/2013
3424. Whispers Of A Candle 10/17/2013
3425. Stretching Boundaries 10/17/2013
3426. Invisible Goals 10/17/2013
3427. Breathless Thoughts 10/17/2013
3428. Candle Of My Presence 10/17/2013
3429. Open To Others 10/17/2013
3430. Closed Book 10/17/2013
3431. Hard Times 10/17/2013
3432. Fruition 10/17/2013
3433. Opening Self 10/17/2013
3434. Vases Of Paper 10/17/2013
3435. Inner Trends 10/17/2013
3436. Whiteness Of Silence 10/17/2013
3437. Final Edges 10/17/2013
3438. Quiet Remembering 10/17/2013
3439. Enticing Introspection 10/17/2013
3440. Expressive Harmonies 10/17/2013
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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Sadness

The sadness is so deep, nothing can soothe it.
Nothing can touch it.
The emptiness is so total - nothing can penetrate it.
All eight of us children and Dad can feel it each on our own.
Yet, even we can't ease the pain for each other.
Nothing has ever felt this way before.
And nothing is all we have to look forward to with Mom gone.

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