Constance La France Poet Free verse

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and I want to fly away

And I Want To Fly Away

I sigh
long and sad
    for I have years and
lifetimes
          and oceans of sadness
to let go  of 
from  d e e p ,   deep  inside me . . .
                  and I want to  F L Y  away-
but I am walking . . . 
it is WINTER
      with a freezing wind
and the snow is  c r u n c h i n g  under my feet
                       I smell churned up earth, and
the DECAY of dead flowers
             and whispers
                    from the graves I pass by . . . 
the day is   d a r k
                         no sun shines
just thick dark clouds hang like ghosts 
    and it is snowing
              and  the sky is  w e e p i n g  white
hidden, a bird cries like a new baby
                         and I want to fly  a w a y_
but I follow  
the hearse carrying my baby boy
                  oh, I feel detached
a watcher of this scene . . . 
I hear the prayers  DRIFTING among the stones 
      and in the  b a r r e n  snow covered trees
                      but the smell of roses is choking
me, then . . . . 
    my family turn and are leaving
            but I am a STATUE  weeping alone
I sigh
long and sad
            and then, I am 
 
                                 s
                                    i
                                      n
                                        g
                                          i
                                            n
                                               g      a lullaby
         for my baby
    it is drifting and  f l o a t i n g  in the wind . . .

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August 24, 2021    Edit


Poetry/Free Verse/and I want to fly away
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1384-097-24
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Submitted to the Standard contest, A Brian Strand You Choose
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 08/24/2021

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James Marshall Goff August 24, 2021 at 10:16 AM Constance I had such separation anxiety when my girls were young & dropped them at day care on my way to my deli in d'town Mpls, I would sing an old family Irish lullaby ("too-ra loo-a-loo-ra") to them for us both! Love this darkly rich poem! I know a graveyard in Lacrosse Wi (where my G'parents r buried) with black squirrels lurking & gloom in the air! Constance La France August 24, 2021 at 12:59 PM James, that is sweet you sang your kids a song, yes it is a dark poem but that is my forte and I write my sorrow over and ever in a thousand different ways ~ Constance

L Milton Hankins August 24, 2021 at 8:52 AM Ah, this is so sad, so dark, and yet so compelling. Your rich images lead us to an inevitable "drifting and floating in the wind." I can so feel your sadness. Constance La France August 24, 2021 at 9:07 AM Milt, thank you so much for the compliment, I write my pain, over and over ~ Constance

Barbara Peckham August 24, 2021 at 8:08 AM I cannot tell you how lovely this poem is! It is beautifully written. I love the form. It is very effective. It is very sad and poignant. It really touches the heartstrings! Constance La France August 24, 2021 at 9:08 AM Barbara, thanks for reading my sad poem, and for the compliment, it means a lot to me ~Constance