Intrusive Thoughts

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All Rights Reserved, 2025, Constance La France
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Entered contest, July 31, 2025 (Written, June 10, 2025)
Submitted to the International Contest, 2025 Poetry Marathon, Mile 1
Sponsor, Mark Toney, Judged 08/02/2025

Tenth Place

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I have a voice within my mind that never stops talking, it is rattling and annoying and intrusive most of the time: though, at times it speaks to me of random memories, like the smell of grandma's cookies with hints of chocolate; or the feel of my baby's soft downy hair. But, there are moments when my voice is hateful to me, telling me that I should do this or that now: its voice rough, unfriendly, cold, yelling, and full of hate, and I just wish it to stay quiet, depart, leave me alone; then, it can be smooth and soothing. At times, the voice is a whisper or a murmur drifting, like the sound of music enthralling me to listen: the air around me seems to smell like lavender scents, and I hear the laughter of a little girl, me, as I run; down a street of my past memories. The voice invades my dreams at night disturbing me, it says remove your fuzzy blanket and venture outside; why, I ask, JUST DO IT, the voice yells loudly insisting, outside in my dream, and put my hands in the snow, cold, like stabbing me with a thousand needles. The voice has no face, I have no concept if female or male, is it a friend or foe, although, it can help me write: most of the time it makes me feel sad, it is seldom positive, I have tried methods to push it away, but it creeps back; guess, it is justa piece of me. When it is just chattering away with negativity, I shout at it (was that a real yell) to go away please: and I imagine it whimpers and crawls away for a time, only to return with its intrusive low voice in my mind; on and on, but, I am not listening today.

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Susan Ashley

Date: 8/3/2025 9:50:00 AM

Dear Constance, congratulations for your success in Mark's contest with your amazing poem about the positive and negative inner voices we enjoy or grapple with in our self-dialogues. A thought-provoking and beautifully expressed piece. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Constance La France
Date: 8/3/2025 5:53:00 PM

Susan, thank you for the congratulations and compliment, oh yes those darn voices both inspiring and a nightmare, blessings ~

Edward Ibeh

Date: 8/3/2025 5:44:00 AM

I see this has won yet another contest. Congratulations, Con:-) Well-deserved.

Constance La France
Date: 8/3/2025 5:55:00 PM

Edward, thank you for the congratulations and comment. Yes, I used this poem inspired from one your contests, they end up being some of my best and most loved poems, blessings ~

Mark Toney

Date: 8/3/2025 12:21:00 AM

Constance, welcome back to the track! Congratulations on your top 10 win on Mile 1 of my 2025 Poetry Marathon Contest. Keep your running shoes on, because Mile 2 has already started.

Constance La France
Date: 8/3/2025 5:56:00 PM

Mark, thank you for the contest and my placement, here we go Mile 1 done ! blessings ~

Valsa George

Date: 8/2/2025 2:47:00 AM

Such intrusive thoughts are within all of us. Many a time, they take sway over, leaving us in confusion. Even at night, when we should be sleeping, they invade us. Sometimes they are helpful directing us. Great entry, dear Constance. All the Best in the race!

Constance La France
Date: 8/3/2025 5:57:00 PM

Valsa, yes we all have that voice that never stops, sometimes a blessings and sometimes not, thanks for the compliment, blessings ~

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 8/1/2025 1:05:00 PM

Dear Constance yes, that chattering, relentless voice? You captured exactly how strange it is and the ways it can bully, reminisce, comfort, and toss up memories like sunlight and storms back-to-back. There’s so much honesty in how you describe its shapeshifting nature from soothing to sharp, from a gentle memory to a cold, needling command. Loved it. Blessings, Dear Constance, Daniel

Constance La France
Date: 8/3/2025 5:58:00 PM

Daniel, thank you so much for the great comment and compliment, blessings ~