Constance La France Poet Free verse

And Here I Am

I sought a theme but it was in vain . . . 
   so, I let my MUSE take me by the hand to this place
       that I will tell you with a  s i g h -

oh heart, oh troubled, shattered heart-
     I recall the sweet girl, who was me in yesterdays
  we lived in a beautiful Victorian house on a shady street
and it was full of love every single day
            but then . . . 
my happiness was  d r o w n e d  in reality-

oh dripping,
          dripping,
               dripping
                           death, one by one
                               my beloved left upon a fading gleam
to dwell with the birds and their sleepy songs
     echoing among the dark and deep green and shadows
                                            of the rows and rows of tombs-

and I was left to dream . . .
      and dream of memories and loving scenes
                locked in the corridors of my mind behind a wall, that
I built one brick at a time until it is a  MASSIVE  fortress . . .

will I accept my slow  d e c a y  or rise in pride
and break down this wall of mine
                                    remove my mask of sorrow

I stagger terrified . . . 
      my heart beating wildly in my chest
                                      then suddenly my wings unfold
           in feathery glory . . . .

and here I am-

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May 30, 2017

Free Verse/and here I am
Copyright Protected, ID 905630


Written for the contest, Contemporary Poetry
sponsor, Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer

Option- Modernist- Free Verse/Non-rhyming

8th Place

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Chris Green May 31, 2017 at 6:42 PM This was beyond beautiful, such a sad and lonely piece but wow, they way you write, the way you express your feelings and emotions, just takes me away. I find myself floating through your word, just amazed at everything I see. This was absolutely wonderful my friend. You are so very talented.

Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer May 31, 2017 at 5:57 PM Lovely, Broken Wings.

Kim Rodrigues May 31, 2017 at 5:53 PM Love your "free" expression! Congrats, Constance!

Nette Onclaud May 30, 2017 at 6:07 PM beautifully handled in an arresting, contemporary way, constance... wow!,,huggs

Janice Canerdy May 30, 2017 at 3:23 PM So moving, creative,and descriptive, Constance! Janice

Sunlite Wanter May 30, 2017 at 10:06 AM Your poetry is just beautiful! I think sorrow requires God-given strength and courage to dissolve into gentle memories. Your last lines seem to achieve that. Constance La France May 30, 2017 at 12:01 PM Sun thank you for the beautiful and the nice compliment

Heidi Sands May 30, 2017 at 8:15 AM This is so well expressed and beautifully written! Excellent ! :) Constance La France May 30, 2017 at 8:22 AM Thank you so much Heidi for the compliment and the excellent, I appreciate that.