Like a Folded Rose
I am incredibility inner today,
like a folded rose, metaphorically speaking
I am totally dwelling within . . .
the world moving outside of me
lost within my own reverie
I have come to the art gallery
where I can lose myself
on the patio I am reading and writing
the warm sun is caressing me
the breeze stroking me
silence embraces my body
I am safe within my loneliness
the world is far away
until . . .
some people arrive, noisily
I leave this place and am
now, lost within the world of old masters
and I roam the corridors of the gallery
a girl alone . . .
and I dwell within like a folded rose
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September 8, 2012
Poetry/Free Verse/Like A Folded Rose
Copyright Protected, ID 09- 419-275-08
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France
Written for the Standard Metaphorically Speaking Contest
sponsor, Catie Lindsay, HM, Judged 09/24/2012
Submitted to the Standard contest, Late October
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged
Third Place
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Submitted to Standard Free Verse Contest
sponsor, Skat, Judged
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2012
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