RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 104,804 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

761. Along River Banks 10/29/2013
762. Alongside Mirrors 12/1/2013
763. Alongside Train Tracks 7/5/2014
764. Alphabet Of Music 7/28/2015
765. Already Traveled 11/1/2014
766. Altar Of Angry Rebellion 7/27/2014
767. Altar Of Love 7/22/2015
768. Altar Of Twilight 7/25/2014
769. Altars Of Poetical Intensity 4/24/2014
770. Altered States 5/7/2014
771. Altered Steps 3/9/2013
772. Altering Attitudes 7/3/2015
773. Altering Definitions 1/3/2014
774. Altering Humanity's Face 11/2/2015
775. Altering Life 2/13/2014
776. Altering Moods 2/10/2014
777. Altering Whispers 12/20/2013
778. Alternated Visions 2/7/2013
779. Alternative Environment 2/13/2014
780. Alternative Purposes 8/4/2014
781. Alternatives 12/10/2013
782. Alternatives To Living 3/17/2013
783. Always A Champion 12/22/2015
784. Always A Chance 3/27/2014
785. Always Accepting The Inevitable 3/8/2015
786. Always Alone 12/11/2013
787. Always Appreciating 5/26/2015
788. Always Basing Opinions On Fact 6/9/2015
789. Always Be In The Moment 7/16/2015
790. Always Becoming 8/30/2013
791. Always Being Accepted 11/2/2013
792. Always Belonging To The Music 3/1/2016
793. Always Empty Reminders 1/17/2015
794. Always Enjoying Moments 10/18/2016
795. Always Entertaining Self 6/30/2015
796. Always Family 1/5/2015
797. Always Feeling Love 7/16/2016
798. Always Fighting 9/9/2015
799. Always Finding Self 3/30/2015
800. Always Giving 6/28/2016
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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