RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 94,699 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1. Reflective Contemplation 1/29/2013
2. Final Fragrance Of Life 1/29/2013
3. Empty World 1/29/2013
4. Old Blue 1/29/2013
5. Questioning 1/29/2013
6. Shared Times 1/29/2013
7. Maturity Growing 1/29/2013
8. Near Death 1/29/2013
9. Reflecting Darkness 1/29/2013
10. Backyard Memories 1/29/2013
11. Final Moments 1/29/2013
12. Aching Heart 1/29/2013
13. Stormy Fire 1/29/2013
14. Christmas 1/29/2013
15. Vulnerability 1/29/2013
16. Close Friend Dying 1/28/2013
17. Cherished Friendship 1/28/2013
18. Heart Breaking Moments 1/28/2013
19. Once A Star Of Life 1/29/2013
20. Tears 1/29/2013
21. Measured Life 1/29/2013
22. Waiting 1/29/2013
23. Love Is Not 1/29/2013
24. Nothing 1/29/2013
25. Sketching People And Nature 1/29/2013
26. Beloved Shakespeare 1/29/2013
27. Starting Over After Nine Eleven 1/29/2013
28. Sunshades Of Maturity 2/1/2013
29. Whispering Memories 2/1/2013
30. Memory Sparkles 2/1/2013
31. Eyes Of Prayer 2/1/2013
32. Following Purposes 2/1/2013
33. Called To Answer 2/1/2013
34. Whispered Particles 2/1/2013
35. Passing Time 2/1/2013
36. Unproven Theories 2/1/2013
37. Andrea Bocelli's Life Beats 2/1/2013
38. Interior Rhythm 2/1/2013
39. Wresting Life's Strength 2/1/2013
40. Inner Spirits 2/1/2013
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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