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A Trapped Butterfly

                                I went to a catholic school,
             was made to heed, conform and obey;
oh, those nuns could be so nasty and cruel. 
they even forced us to make up sins and pray.
                                I was trapped in a dark place,
a place where being CReAtiVe was a disgrace;
so I wore a mask of-   I am happy on my face,
      but, inside I was a butterfly just dying.
              Though, in time I broke free and was flying,
                               letting my artistry soar-  sighing;
writing poetry, yet still conforming to a rule,
               but when inspiration hits me I admit-  I stray.
      Imagination and inspiration I embrace,
             my past CoNForMiTy-   I am not denying;
                              so, why am I crying, crying, crying . . . 

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November 4, 2018


Poetry/Rhyme/A Trapped Butterfly
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1082-696-04
All Rights Reserved, 2018,  Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, CReAtiVe CoNForMiTy
sponsor, John Lawless, Judged 11/2018

Fifth Place

Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2018

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Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:45:00 PM Dennis, thanks for visiting my poem with that great comment, appreciate ~ Login to Reply

Dennis Spilchuk Date: 12/18/2018 11:36:00 AM To stifle a child's creative exploration is sad indeed. A touching poem that cries for liberation. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:45:00 PM ~.~

Constance La France Date: 11/13/2018 11:19:00 PM Thanks for the visit Jan and the comment and congratulations ~ Login to Reply

Jan Allison Date: 11/13/2018 3:22:00 PM Such a touching piece Constance, many congratulations on your win :-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:45:00 PM Hugs !

Constance La France Date: 11/13/2018 2:23:00 PM Line, thank you so much for the congrats and compliment ~ Login to Reply

Line Gauthier Date: 11/12/2018 6:35:00 PM Congrats on your most deserving win, Constance. Well penned. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:46:00 PM ~.~

Constance La France Date: 11/12/2018 8:05:00 AM Thank you John for the contest and my placement, appreciate and thanks Eve and Nina for visiting with comments and congratulations, so thankful ! Login to Reply

Eve Roper Date: 11/11/2018 10:30:00 PM wonderful write, Dear Heart, Catholic Church was very strict at one time However I don't know if it still going on. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:47:00 PM ~.~

John Lawless Date: 11/11/2018 7:34:00 PM Loved the metaphor in this. Shattering conformity's cocoon and flying high. Thanks for participating in the contest Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:47:00 PM John, thank you for the contest and for my placement ~

Constance La France Date: 11/6/2018 7:57:00 AM Sand, thanks for visiting and that wonderful comment, yes flying free now ~ Login to Reply

Constance La France Date: 11/6/2018 7:54:00 AM Sand, and Carolyn, thanks for visiting and commenting, my mother in her young days had these natural rosy lips and rosy cheeks and she told me the nuns were always scrubbing her face thinking it was makeup, calling her names. Not saying all nuns are bad but . . . . Login to Reply

Sand Blown Date: 11/5/2018 7:49:00 AM stray...fly...fly away : ) Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:48:00 PM ~.~

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 11/4/2018 11:51:00 AM The nuns were strict in my school too. They wanted all the girls to part their hair down the middle and not curl it. They gave so much grief to a girl whose hair was naturally curly. You certainly make your point regarding conformity and I'm glad your butterfly has emerged! Best wishes in the contest. Hugs, Carolyn Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 12/18/2018 1:48:00 PM Hugs !