RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 75,500 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

18481. Yesterday's Times 6/2/2014
18482. Yesterday's Tomorrow 2/18/2014
18483. Yesterday's Tomorrows 4/9/2013
18484. Yesterday's Trails 10/5/2013
18485. Yesterday's Trials 12/13/2013
18486. Yesterday's Visions 2/1/2013
18487. Yesterday's Wholesome Beliefs 9/18/2015
18488. Yesterday's Wonder 10/21/2014
18489. Yesterday's Youth 12/11/2013
18490. Yesteryear 1/15/2014
18491. Yielding To Self 9/30/2014
18492. Yodeling Cowboy 10/5/2013
18493. You And I Are Mine 10/11/2014
18494. You Are My Life, My Love 12/7/2015
18495. You Have Taken My Heart 8/10/2015
18496. Young At Heart 3/16/2013
18497. Young Grown-Up 6/22/2014
18498. Young Memories 5/3/2014
18499. Young Ones 10/2/2013
18500. Young Voices 12/21/2014
18501. Younger Essence 4/7/2013
18502. Younger Fantasies 3/28/2014
18503. Younger Son 4/30/2014
18504. Younger Version Of Self 5/7/2015
18505. Youngest Granddaughter 10/23/2013
18506. Your Answering Reply 8/20/2015
18507. Your Day Has Come 1/10/2016
18508. Your Deep And Abiding Love 12/8/2015
18509. Your Eyes Only 2/16/2014
18510. Your Inner Love -new- 1/31/2016
18511. Your Intense Love 10/12/2015
18512. Your Intensity 9/18/2015
18513. Your Jewelry Box 12/31/2015
18514. Your Love Is In My Heart 8/2/2015
18515. Your Soul's Song Of Love 12/31/2015
18516. Your Whisper 8/2/2015
18517. Youthful Clay Minds 4/6/2014
18518. Zombie Night 4/9/2013
18519. Zones Of An Interior Mind 6/29/2015
18520. Zones Of Pleasure 9/19/2014
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 ...

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Innate Gift

Silence filling me exponentially, probing and penetrating
an interior innate gift, dispersing itself throughout my
being.

Every season finding it's way into my interior life through
the wayward intellect of my mind, socially encrypting every
particle and fiber of rhythms I'm listening to.

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