RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,027 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

22041. A Backdrop Of Life 8/28/2013
22042. A Parallel Universe 9/23/2013
22043. Special Atmosphere Of Friendship 9/20/2015
22044. Compensating 5/17/2016
22045. Nature's Lessons 1/23/2015
22046. A Bursting Heart 8/25/2013
22047. Nurtured In Lines Of Verses 3/5/2015
22048. Mysterious Symbolism 2/26/2015
22049. Self - Discovery 11/11/2014
22050. Love Never Realized 6/4/2014
22051. Picking Up Pieces 9/13/2015
22052. Increasing Power 2/10/2015
22053. No Answers To Love 12/27/2014
22054. Serenity's Mind 8/20/2013
22055. Crystal Gathering 8/20/2013
22056. A Blink Of The Mind 1/9/2014
22057. Simple Horizons 5/7/2014
22058. '63 Chevy Impala 10/5/2013
22059. A Brokenness Inside 3/7/2013
22060. 43rd President Of America 3/2/2014
22061. Mind Of Life 8/20/2013
22062. Compassion Of Wisdom 5/14/2014
22063. Assembling Particles 8/20/2013
22064. Reality Of Both Lives 8/20/2013
22065. Descriptive Poem 2/13/2013
22066. A Blessing From God 4/1/2013
22067. Insight 11/24/2013
22068. Men! ! ! ! 8/6/2014
22069. Winter Cold 8/20/2013
22070. 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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Tearful Image

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,

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