Constance La France Poet Verse

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Death: Now Dwells

Oh, there was a past time when though my path was rough:
Joy once dallied in my heart but death now dwells-
                   like the frosty silence of a tomb.

In agony, I journey a stone path,
I am lost in endless weeping and grief.
In placid hours come thoughts like a winter dream:
                   Earth embrace him,
                      love, laid to rest!

My soul is aching and I am sleepy with numb pain:
Joy once dallied in my heart but death now dwells-
                  let him rest with dust in his eyes.

Oh, no more will he stir, nor breath,
how white the cemetery and how snowed-in.
I visit his tomb and stand suspended in time:
                  In this dead place,
                     by a frozen river. 

Suddenly, the wind is kicking up the snow drifts:
the trees shake as a wild wind whistles
                 in winter pines,
                    overhanging boughs
                       pulling my hair:

                 I whisper-  is that you my love . . . .

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March 1, 2019

Poetry/Verse/Death: Now Dwells
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1119263-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Written for the contest, Dance with Death
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke

First Place

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Darlene De Beaulieu March 29, 2019 at 2:11 PM Hello Dear Heart, wow! You created a lovely poem. Was that him pulling you hair? I wonder. have a nice day my friend.

Panagiota Romios March 29, 2019 at 1:40 PM Totally powerful. You are a poet laureate! Panagiota... Cheers

John Hamilton March 5, 2019 at 1:07 PM Congrats Constance, well written in your distinct style.

Line Gauthier March 3, 2019 at 9:31 PM Congrats on your gold medal win, Constance.

Connie Marcum Wong March 3, 2019 at 6:41 PM Wow Constance...you are so deserving of your Trophy win! This poem is exquisite in its poignant perfection and going into my Faves! Congratulations on your wonderful win my friend! : ) xxoo

Robert Lindley March 3, 2019 at 4:17 PM I love this dark rendition of visiting the grave of a deceased lover. Truly magnificent verses! A fav....

Caren Krutsinger March 2, 2019 at 4:36 AM Beautifully done, as usual, my friend. Bravo. I wish I could figure out how to upload a video or pictures. Not there yet, and it does make a difference. Makes it ever so nice!