Constance La France Poet Bio

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That's me, behind McKenzie Horse (2017)

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Bio Modified - Melancholy Writer

Melancholy,
a storyteller, a poet, a painter, photographer;
like finding words to express me, doing sketches, and paintings,
have ideas about displaying my art, creating a nature journal, my garden.
Sometimes, I feel lonely and lost, oh will these seedlings ever grow,
I fear death, decay of my life treasures, my pets health;
would like to find acceptance of the past, present and future,
resident of this wonderful place we call Earth.
Writer . . . 

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March 24, 2020


Poetry/Bio Modified/Melancholy Writer
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All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France

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Anitha Jayasankar December 14, 2021 at 3:05 AM What a splendid write dear Gem, a bio... reflecting your true beautiful soul dear Constance... We all love you for all that YOU ARE... Have a lovely blessed week dear friend... Hugs... ~ Ani Constance La France December 14, 2021 at 7:38 AM Ani, thanks so much for visiting my older poem, appreciate the compliment ~ love and serenity _Constance

DM Babbit April 24, 2020 at 12:14 PM What a joy - to know well and deep, who you are! Constance La France April 24, 2020 at 12:25 PM DM, thanks so much for visiting my bio poem and hope you may consider writing one for my contest, so I can get to know you too_Constance

Jan Allison April 21, 2020 at 4:54 AM a real insight into your my friend and I love the picture too:-) am struggling to write for the contest and so glad I dropped by your example:-) hugs Jan xx Constance La France April 21, 2020 at 12:18 PM Jan, thanks for visiting my poem and the compliment, this is one of my fav photos, looking forward to reading your poem, you could even have humor in it _Constance

Eve Roper March 28, 2020 at 8:31 PM loved your example, Dear Heart, thank you Constance La France March 31, 2020 at 11:10 AM Eve, thanks for the compliment, and looking forward to your poem, I want to know more about what makes the lovely Eve who she is _Constance

Winged Warrior March 26, 2020 at 4:48 AM You are a beautiful soul entangled in lament...before the stallion or behind...overall, a great poetess reflecting reality...and we all love you for you...the Wingster...stay safe & hibernate...^WW^ :o) ...ps-love the pic Constance La France March 26, 2020 at 10:18 AM WW, thank you for the compliment on me and the poem, I love this pic of Mckenzie and me, I can see the love he has for me in the pic, it is one of my treasures. I am doing social distancing it is hard but what is the option _Constance

Beata Agustin March 26, 2020 at 4:13 AM Thanks for revealing "some part" of you through this piece... I admire your sincerity, and I pray for joy to prevail in your life that I believe the Lord from His fountain of joy can give you abundantly. God bless you. Constance La France March 26, 2020 at 10:21 AM Beata, thank you for the compliment on my poem, through all my troubled waters the Lord has held my hand or held me in his arms, and sometimes he just walks beside me _Constance

Rico Leffanta March 25, 2020 at 1:39 PM You are not behind the horse, but meeting it eye-to-eye, and eye-to-eye reveals more mysteries than a crystal ball! Aloha! Rico Constance La France March 25, 2020 at 1:42 PM Rico, you got it, that is why I love the picture, it is the eye to eye with that majestic creature, it was an accident but a wonderful one that I will forever treasure, thanks for visiting my poem _Constance

Kim Rodrigues March 25, 2020 at 12:11 PM Wonderful write! You have depth and courage! We love you, Constance! Nice photo...very cool. Constance La France March 25, 2020 at 1:37 PM Kim, thanks for the compliment, the photo as it is was a mistake the horse stepped forward but there is something about it that I have always loved _Constance

CayCay Godwin March 25, 2020 at 12:04 AM I remember this contest and I remember - vaguely - your first write like this. I remember that I did not respond as I am to this version of 'you'. From what little I know via exchanges and impressions, this poem IS you, word by word, line by line as often revealed in your poetry. Of course, there's more, we all have more but this one nails the essential, public view of you, in my view, if you will! Poetry hugs ... CayCay Constance La France March 25, 2020 at 1:40 PM CayCay, thanks so much for the comment, appreciate a lot, of course there is much more to me than can be put in 9 lines, I would need to write a book of my life. I did this poem because I am actually going to do another contest on this form. Hope you will consider entering_Constance

Arturo Michael March 24, 2020 at 6:22 PM A lot of questions remain to be answered...but all you can do is do...and somewhere along the way find joy in doing it...and that be your reward... Constance La France March 25, 2020 at 1:43 PM Arturo, thanks for visiting my poem and for the wise advice, I do admit to finding a lot of joy along my journey along with the heartbreak to _Constance

Sam Kauffman March 24, 2020 at 2:08 PM I have heard out of melancholy comes motivation. Your poem elegantly expresses you and your challenges. Thank you for connecting us, poets, in a special circle of understanding - heads nodding in agreement! Constance La France March 25, 2020 at 1:46 PM Sam, thanks for visiting, I once heard that poets must suffer to be good and I believe that totally, when I am sad well that is when I write my best poems, and I bet that is true of many of us on PS, I try to use all my scars and sorrow in my poetry _Constance

Charlie Smith March 24, 2020 at 12:16 PM Yours is not a solo quest Constance, keep the faith... Constance La France March 24, 2020 at 12:18 PM Charlie, thanks for visiting, yes, I know I am not alone_Constance