RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 111,587 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

121. A Genuine Soulmate 7/13/2014
122. A Gift Of Life 10/17/2014
123. A Glimpse Of Love 5/28/2014
124. A Gondola 10/4/2013
125. A Good Kid 8/4/2015
126. A Good Moment 1/19/2014
127. A Good Morning Poem 4/23/2014
128. A Granddaughter's Swim Meet 12/16/2013
129. A Hand-Held Poem 11/9/2013
130. A Happy Song 7/29/2014
131. A Healthy Sadness 4/24/2014
132. A Heart Of Joy 11/3/2014
133. A Heart Of Loss 12/29/2013
134. A Heart's Belongings 2/15/2014
135. A Heart's Eyes 2/15/2014
136. A Heavy Sadness 10/27/2013
137. A Hidden Angry 10/24/2014
138. A Highlight In Life 7/30/2013
139. A Humbled Road 2/9/2013
140. A Hummingbird 1/4/2014
141. A Joyous Past 10/12/2014
142. A Just Cause 4/3/2014
143. A Kind Priest 2/25/2014
144. A Knowing Sensation 7/1/2014
145. A Language Of My Own 9/25/2013
146. A Lasting Moment 10/1/2014
147. A Lasting Psalm 12/21/2014
148. A Lasting Rhythm 7/13/2014
149. A Lasting Tribute 1/2/2014
150. A Leave 5/3/2014
151. A Lengthy Rhythm 10/11/2013
152. A Life Rests 2/8/2013
153. A Life Unfolding 1/9/2017
154. A Life's Battle 1/7/2014
155. A Lightened Future 12/26/2013
156. A Limerick 5/13/2014
157. A Little Boy 2/9/2014
158. A Little Bronx In Arizona 8/20/2013
159. A Little Hope 3/1/2014
160. A Little Life 2/9/2013
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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Imaginational Reality

Reaching into imagination, looking for fantasies that I can
contain and write into poetry, finding reality always stand-
ing on the sidelines.

Having me pay attention to it's being as I write continually,
at times making or creating an imaginational reality that I can
deal with in my own way.

Just having fun associating it with the way things really are

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