RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 111,967 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

20001. Uttered Secrets 9/27/2013
20002. Uttering Thoughts 12/17/2013
20003. Vacancies 4/16/2015
20004. Vacant Space 3/1/2014
20005. Vacantly Visiting 2/14/2013
20006. Vacating Life 12/4/2013
20007. Vacating My Heart 1/2/2014
20008. Vacuum Of Silence 2/8/2014
20009. Vagabond Of Life 4/30/2016
20010. Vagrant Journeys 9/26/2013
20011. Vagrant Lots 4/30/2013
20012. Valentine Memories 1/13/2014
20013. Valentine's Craze 2/1/2013
20014. Valentine's Day Party 3/14/2014
20015. Validating A Friend 2/11/2017
20016. Validating Abandonment 4/28/2013
20017. Valley Of Life 3/25/2014
20018. Valuable Explanations 4/30/2013
20019. Valuable Lessons 2/9/2013
20020. Valuable Thought 1/27/2015
20021. Valuable Thoughts 11/25/2013
20022. Value Of Insight 10/30/2014
20023. Value Of Life 5/30/2014
20024. Valuing All Lives 9/27/2016
20025. Valuing Emotions 3/28/2013
20026. Valuing Every Moment 8/27/2015
20027. Valuing Life 10/15/2013
20028. Varied Thoughts 4/5/2014
20029. Variety Of Sound 12/29/2013
20030. Variety Of Thoughts 10/27/2014
20031. Various Images Gathering 10/7/2014
20032. Vases Of Paper 10/17/2013
20033. Vases Of Time 2/8/2013
20034. Vases Of Today's Memories 5/12/2014
20035. Vast Cancer Wasteland 11/19/2013
20036. Vast Landscape 10/7/2016
20037. Vast Repertoire 3/31/2015
20038. Vault Of Intellect 8/25/2013
20039. Vaults Of Intellect 1/15/2016
20040. Vehicles Of Prose And Music 11/30/2014
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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