Constance La France Poet Verse

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''Emerald Green Forest''

 

In the morning because I was mourning,
I went into the forest green;
Oh, lush the emerald caress,
That wrapped its arms around;
my soul.

And here, I rested and could hear the birds,
Singing me a sweet melody;
Chirping and twittering in unison,
I became lost in their song;
and tranquility.

The gentle wind blew, and the sky was blue,
Cotton clouds drifting so lazily by;
And I felt so peaceful and quiet,
Forest fairies came gliding;
and whispering.

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March 18, 2016


Poetry/Verse/"Emerald Green Forest"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-1094-432-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Submitted into the contest, Mid December Standard
sponsor, Brian Strand

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Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:32 PM Thank you Carolyn, Paul, Heidi, Edward, Lindsay, Connie and Wren for visiting my poem with those great comments and congratulations, appreciate ~

Carolyn Devonshire December 16, 2018 at 2:11 PM Stopping back with congratulations on your win in Brian's contest, Dear Heart. Hugs, Carolyn Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:30 PM Hugs !

Wren Rushing December 16, 2018 at 12:39 PM There is nothing like walking alone in the woods to clear your mind. Nature can cure alot. Congrats on your win! Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:29 PM :-)

Heidi Sands December 16, 2018 at 11:54 AM Congratulations for your win :) Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:29 PM TU!

Edward Ibeh December 16, 2018 at 8:02 AM Your terrific poem is saturated with stunning imagery, Constance!:-) Congratulations on your win! Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:28 PM ~.~

Lindsay Laurie December 15, 2018 at 6:01 PM Hello Dear Heart … your poem has that healing factor about it, and I often wonder why people suffering anxiety aren't taken to these natural places for a few hours. It is not a cure but does provide a calming atmosphere - thank you Dear Heart - Lindsay Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:28 PM ~.~

Connie Marcum Wong December 14, 2018 at 11:08 PM I agree Constance. I feel exactly how Paul does. Nature is so healing. This is very lovely! Blessings, Connie : ) xxoo Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:28 PM xxoo ~

Heidi Sands December 14, 2018 at 4:21 PM Beautifully written. I love this :) Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:28 PM Love~

Paul Callus December 14, 2018 at 4:15 PM Nature is the medicine that cures our heartaches, soothes and tranquilizes. This beautiful poem has the same effect on me, Constance. ~ Regards // paul Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:27 PM :-)

Carolyn Devonshire December 14, 2018 at 3:44 PM It's so easy get lost in the beauty of nature, Dear Heart, and your lovely poem takes me to that special place in the forest where I sit waiting for the forest fairies to arrive. Brian will enjoy this one too. Best wishes in his contest. Sending love, Carolyn Constance La France December 18, 2018 at 2:27 PM Love!