Constance La France Poet Free verse

All the People, I Love

The eyes see and the eyes love what is seen,
      like my sister playing as a small child;
        and mother's beautiful face and smiles, 
          my husbands  f a t h o m  l e s s  eyes;
            my baby so perfect but quite, quite DEAD.
        I see all that with these sad eyes,
      and I see their names engraved . . .
I see the  a z u  re  sky, the emerald GRASS and trees,
      the deep  B L U E  sea and birds that sing ;
        and all the colors of flowers,
          I will always  L O V E  . . . 
            These eyes are fading,
              I am going blind,
        not today but in the future;
      I see my wonderful   fa t h e r  and sweet grandma.
Visions in my MIND play out in vivid technicolor,
      all the  l o v e  that is my  world;
        the sunrises and sunsets sublime,
          the rain and snowflakes;
            and all the  p e o p l e ,  I love . . . 

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July 9, 2017

Poetry/Free Verse/All The People, I Love
Copyright Protected, ID 07- 919-144-09
All Rights Reserved, 2017, Constance La France


Submitted into the Standard contest, Free Verse on Love III
sponsor, Laura Loo. Judged 07/2017

First Place

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Subimal Sinha-Roy November 2, 2017 at 1:11 AM Congratulations on your win with a beautiful touching poem.

Brian Davey November 1, 2017 at 2:45 PM You are simply so talented, this is a beautiful wrote and I enjoyed the layout, congrats on your win

Beautiful Scars November 1, 2017 at 7:08 AM could not have asked for a more beautiful poem..thank you and congrats :)

Suzanne Delaney July 19, 2017 at 10:43 AM Beautiful memories and images combine to make a beautiful poem. I hope you are doing better , dear friend, Hugs, SuZ

Shubham Kamble July 10, 2017 at 1:50 AM So poignant yet makes one smile! Amazing write BW :)

Connie Marcum Wong July 9, 2017 at 10:24 PM I really feel for you Constance. My eyes are so precious to me. I had a stroke in my eye I drive with, and every five weeks I have to have a shot in my right eye or I will lose my sight. Your lovely poem conveys the importance of sight so beautifully! I am sure this will do well in the contest. Blessings, Connie

Dean Wood July 9, 2017 at 8:24 PM A sad poem. Moving and vibrant. Best of luck in the contest and the future. - Dean

Heidi Sands July 9, 2017 at 7:33 PM Very powerful poem and beautiful visions at the end. Good luck in the contest :)

M. L. Kiser July 9, 2017 at 7:32 PM Sad but that is the way things are. Good luck in the contest.