Constance La France Poet Sonnet

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Poetry/Sonnet/Crayon Box Dreams
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Written, May 25, 2025
For the International Contest, The Sonnet
Sponsor, Miranda Hawley, 06/12/2025

Second Place

"The phrase broken crayons still color is a metaphorical way of 
saying, that even when people or things are flawed, imperfect,
or broken, they can still be valuable and contribute positively."

                                         Unknown

Crayon Box Dreams

 

I like to dream in bright crayon color,
no brown, black, or orange pigments for me;
blue, green, purple, yellow, technicolor,
and turquoise blue and green like the vast sea.

As a child I liked all the hues of green,
and blue was very calming to my soul;
so those greens and blues are found in my dream,
and in the dreamy green forests I stroll.

When I feel broken-   I dream in torch red,
with imperfect crayons like dripping blood;
I lay dreaming in my brass antique bed,
my tears falling, falling like a spring flood.

When happy my dream is periwinkle;
with all the crayon colors that sparkle.

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Sara Kendrick June 15, 2025 at 6:01 AM Congratulations on your winning work in Miranda's sonnet contest. Way to go. Sara K

Miranda Hawley June 14, 2025 at 4:38 PM The last stanza was nice. All the colors that sparkle, such a great word for happy. Congratulations on your win in my contest.