RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 114,302 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

1. 13th Dimension 1/18/2017
2. 43rd President Of America 3/2/2014
3. '63 Chevy Impala 10/5/2013
4. A Baby Hurt 7/25/2014
5. A Back Corner 10/27/2013
6. A Backdrop Of Life 8/28/2013
7. A Beard 1/18/2015
8. A Beautiful Exercise 10/31/2013
9. A Beautiful Legacy 7/19/2013
10. A Being Of Silence 1/10/2014
11. A Bereaved Poet's Catacombs 10/10/2013
12. A Black Emptiness 9/9/2014
13. A Blackbird 5/27/2014
14. A Blanket 8/7/2013
15. A Blessed Event 7/21/2013
16. A Blessing From God 4/1/2013
17. A Blink Of The Mind 1/9/2014
18. A Blossoming Rose 12/27/2013
19. A Brightened Outlook 12/7/2014
20. A Brokenness Inside 3/7/2013
21. A Brother's Dilemma 2/27/2014
22. A Building Storm 10/21/2013
23. A Bursting Heart 8/25/2013
24. A Calmness Of Another Reality 10/6/2014
25. A Cameo Of Despair 8/11/2014
26. A Capsule Of Grief 3/7/2013
27. A Care Center? 8/19/2013
28. A Caring Friend 8/20/2013
29. A Celebration Of Life 10/11/2014
30. A Certain Beauty 8/21/2014
31. A Chest Of Memories 12/30/2013
32. A Child Being 7/8/2014
33. A Child Fishing 10/13/2014
34. A Child Once Said.... 2/9/2016
35. A Childish Whim 8/27/2013
36. A Child's Death 3/12/2013
37. A Child's Funeral 2/26/2013
38. A Child's Gifts 12/24/2013
39. A Child's Innocence 10/22/2013
40. A Child's Joy 4/14/2013
Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Of Life

Life of mind so green and tender, sprouting with a freshness of purity.
Not a thought of ugliness, nor of barren wasteland, could conjure long enough inside.
Ringing freely are dancing bells caught by flying laughter all around.
Blazing fire with no smoke curls upward and out of sight.
Blossoms popping out upon the ground, filling the air with a scent of nature.
Walking down paths of many minds, these memories hang limply, barely touching the brown dirt.
Everyone famous, everyone small, has a mind of life so green and tender, although it never lasts, but for a short, short ...

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Death Shadow

When I'm gone beyond this mortal world, what type
of shadow will I leave behind?
Will it be agile and funny with a sense of humor?
Or will it be dark and serious like death itself?
Maybe it will be clearly defined, not stringent or declining.
What type of shadow will I leave imprinted in minds of
those I leave behind?
Hopefully it will bring a smile to other's lips when they
think of me on quiet reminiscent evenings.

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