RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 22,993 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

761. An Emotional Distance 2/26/2013
762. An Emotional Healing 3/29/2015
763. An Emptiness 2/14/2013
764. An Emptiness Inside 7/13/2014
765. An Emptiness Of The Soul 10/28/2013
766. An Empty Chapel 6/16/2014
767. An Empty Corridor 10/4/2013
768. An Empty Dimension 10/7/2013
769. An Empty Lifetime 2/6/2014
770. An Empty Place 12/28/2013
771. An Empty Speech 8/27/2013
772. An Ending 1/7/2014
773. An Ending Of Sorrow 4/27/2013
774. An Endless Journey 2/12/2014
775. An Enduring Pressure 4/28/2014
776. An Energetic Melody 1/23/2014
777. An Enjoyable Atmosphere 3/19/2014
778. An Entire Life 10/30/2013
779. An Entire Picture 10/18/2013
780. An Essential Number 1/22/2014
781. An Essential Puzzle Piece 5/26/2014
782. An Eternal Friend 10/5/2013
783. An Everlasting Embrace 4/1/2015
784. An Excellent Surgeon 12/9/2013
785. An Exercise In Futility 12/31/2013
786. An Existence No Longer Within 4/24/2015
787. An Experience 1/2/2014
788. An Exploratory Mind 2/15/2013
789. An Expression Of Hearts 10/19/2014
790. An Expression Of Life 1/24/2015
791. An Extra Moment 7/15/2014
792. An Extraordinary Experience 8/23/2014
793. An Extreme Life 2/5/2014
794. An Idea 10/31/2014
795. An Illuminated Poem 1/20/2014
796. An Impossible Existence 12/26/2013
797. An Inclusive Life 3/3/2013
798. An Individual Dimension 3/28/2014
799. An Infatuated Mirage 10/4/2013
800. An Innate Knowing 4/17/2013
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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Subjugating This Life

Registering deftly within, finding nothing going on,
taking up a pen, writing, waiting for something to
turn up.

Listening to music playing on a C.D. player, loving
that it can play whatever music I choose to, over
and over.

Subjugating this life to the background so writing

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