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All That I Am

You know me as a poet, and writer of poems sad, I take poetic license, violating rules and conventions; telling a story using figurative language, I share, my life's journey and sorrows in beautiful words. Few beyond this safe harbor have read my poetry, I write with raw emotion and I lay my soul bare; my poems are my treasures and I keep them hidden, oh, fathomless is the pain. My view on life is somewhat sadly fatalism, my destiny foretold, it is already written; there are many facets to me that I share with few, oh, classical music moves me to write my poetry and words; I love Chopin, poet of the piano, Mozart, oh that lyrical charmer. And I am a lover of art, going to the art gallery weekly, I love Van Gogh, Degas, Pissario, Bernini and Botticello; Leonardo and of course, Michelangio, I could go on and on. I am also fascinated in the architecture in my city. Often, I just walk the streets looking for beauty, admiring Gothic revival with its arches and vaults; and I love the Victorian building where I reside, with my cat. I have a small garden, created with a love for nature, a tribute to my mother's great fondness of flowers. the things you may not imagine about me are many, for example I adore vintage jewelry and clothes, and antique anything; and I am a collector of books, reference, dictionaries, all in a clutter. And one last thing that I find so very odd and strange, is that although since childhood I have walked with death; and death haunts me- I am quite happy, although quite internal, and I do love and absolutely need my silence. _________________________________ July 30, 2015 Poetry/Verse/All That I Am Copyright Protected, ID 30-695-897-30 All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France Submitted to Standard Contest # 260, sponsor, Brian Strand Fifth Place _____________________________ Submitted to Standard contest, 100 In A Row #1, sponsor, Poet Destroyer Fifth Place _______________________________ Submitted Premier to the contest, All That I Am sponsor, C. Puddifoot, Seventh Place

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Date: 2/17/2021 5:17:00 AM
Constance, just came here to read some of your old poems. A poem straight from the heart I would say. Awesome. I too love silence. I can know more about you just by reading your poems dear friend. I loved the whole poem, still, first stanza, I loved more.. Hugs ~ Ani
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Date: 2/17/2021 7:49:00 AM
Ani, thanks for visiting my older poem and for the compliment, I think after reading this poem you know me well now, you picked well out of the hundreds and hundreds of my poems to read _Constance
Date: 1/8/2017 8:48:00 PM
Very revealing and descriptive--a 7. Congratulations on your win, Constance. Janice
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Date: 7/6/2016 7:25:00 AM
Congrats again, BW, for your placement with this deep, emotional verse!! ;-)
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Date: 7/5/2016 3:32:00 PM
You are so candid with everything you've shared in your poem, Constance. I feel I know so much about you and it just makes me like you more! Beautiful !! Congratulations!
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Date: 7/5/2016 11:54:00 AM
Very nicely done,,,Congratulations
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Date: 7/4/2016 10:08:00 PM
Broken Wings, thank you for checking out my blog. I'm so glad... it helps explain the reason all my placements were out of place. CONGRATULATIONS.... Linda
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Date: 7/4/2016 9:40:00 PM
A terrific verse Constance. Congrats on the win.
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Date: 8/8/2015 6:59:00 AM
Congratulations for your awesome piece and win Broken Wings! ;-)
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Date: 8/6/2015 11:35:00 PM
I really love all that you are,,broken!Superb write as ever, congrats on big win!
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Date: 8/6/2015 7:40:00 PM
I had read this earlier, so it comes to no surprise that Charlotte would love it. It says everything that I have always suspected....and I have seen the proof in your poetry ! Wonderful poem, as always!
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Date: 8/6/2015 6:26:00 PM
Broken, congratulations on your win, In Charlotte's contest... SKAT
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Date: 8/6/2015 3:27:00 PM
this was one of the more personal biographical poems, a window on your world...I now know a lot more about you, and it seems we have a lot in common, not least of all the collecting of vintage clothes and jewellery! I liked the very poignant ending, by the way - congrats on your win in my contest
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Date: 8/6/2015 3:10:00 PM
A beautifully penned bio poem Broken Wings - the final stanza is so poignant:-) hugs Jan xx congrats on your win
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Date: 8/1/2015 11:47:00 PM
Constance, it makes me feel good to know that I already knew so much of this about you. The ending is so fitting. That is life's irony!
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Date: 8/1/2015 12:12:00 AM
Thank you for sharing another piece of you...puzzels were are sometimes. Nicely written my friend ~ Peace :)
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Date: 7/31/2015 11:34:00 AM
Hello BW!! Such a sad, but quite wonderful write full of such passion and expression. The depth of your feeling and emotion is certainly borne out by the all of the interconnected subjects and persons you've touched on. Outstanding Write!! A 7 + FAV!! Cheers and Best, Gary
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Date: 7/31/2015 9:48:00 AM
wow,i loved William Shakespeare 's Elizabethan expressions
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Date: 7/30/2015 8:40:00 PM
By being an agent of Death's, you become a connoisseur of life, its passions and beauties, the art of life, mystery, and pain...Ilike the gloomy room in your heart, and I admire your honest pulses, and your excellent interests!...strange how we, and God weep for that which must be, or perhaps we weep because choices hurt sometimes, saying goodbye to life is hard, until we awake once more into new life of choice. You help souls find new hearts Wings of Fire...J.A.B.
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Date: 7/30/2015 12:02:00 PM
Constance....you are a soul sister. You don't know me very well, but......so much of this is ME.....the love for Van Gogh...Victorian homes, the lovely clutter...the touch of death. I lost my Mama to MS...and death has been a theme I always think of. I've seen my Mama go through stages....Oh...Too painful to write about now, but....you've touched my soul with your write. You have a beautiful soul....You may want to read my poem Under Vincent's Starry Night. Hugs
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Date: 7/30/2015 10:40:00 AM
the honesty gives this Life....I don't know your situation, but you seem like great material for a wife....none of us is perfect but there are few who understand....that this Life is the test so it is best to Learn God's Plan....nicely done bw....you go girl....;)
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