Constance La France Poet Verse

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Poetry/Verse/Deprived of Your Love
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Written May 05, 2025
For the International Contest,  Deprived of your Love
Sponsor,  Anoucheka Gangabisson, Judged 05/27/2025

Fourth Place

The Internationl Contest, 2025 Poetry Marathon, Mile 10, Sponsor, Mark Toney, Judged 27/08/2025  ~  BEAUTIFUL  ~

Deprived of Your Love

I open the ornate gate that takes me to you
as I follow the tree lined path that twists and turns
the sounds of life hush and only bird songs can be heard
I pass headstones old with fading inscriptions some falling over
but the one I seek is newer with a name fresh engraved in cold stone
and then, there it is waiting for me beneath a weeping willow tree
suddenly, I am standing in front of the headstone weeping
for my true love taken from me one snowy cold night
oh my darling, I have been deprived of your love
we had so many plans and dreams that died
at first I was left empty and cried each day
my tears could have filled all the oceans there are
but each time I visited you whispered to me to be strong
and so I reached into my soul and found the courage to go on alone
I found my strength one step at a time - on step at a time
but, my darling there is not a day you are not with me
not a day ever I will forget my one true love

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Crystol Woods June 7, 2025 at 3:07 PM A sadly sweet story, told in your usual poetic way. I can always feel your poetry, which, to me, is the greatest compliment I can give. I was in this story with you, watching you weep Beneath the weeping willow. <3 xo

Lin Lane June 7, 2025 at 5:51 AM I've read most of the entries for this contest, and once again AI looms too large in contention. Your lines are filled to overflowing with heart wrenching emotions, Constance. Your entry deserved a much higher placement... surely above the AI. Crystol Woods June 7, 2025 at 3:08 PM Agreed 100%

Nette Onclaud May 5, 2025 at 9:10 PM a heart rending, stirring write which captures the ache and joy of lost love...beautiful, constance...soupie for you!