Constance La France Poet Sonnet

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Fire

Fire destroyed my childhood home one dark night,
Inside were all my precious girly things;
Raging, devouring gold flames billowed bright,
Everything gone- I wish dolly had wings.

It was a roaring hellish inferno,
The hot searing flames were unquenchable;
Our home was an erupting volcano,
The red sea of fire was insatiable 

My father said there was nothing to save,
We wistfully looked at the charred embers;
I was crying and mother said- be brave,
Sadly, my memory still remembers.

Trees and remnants still glowed orange with heat,
And we just stood there- silent on the street.

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April 19, 2016

Poetry/Sonnet/Fire
Copyright Protected, ID 16-780-598-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the contest, Elements Part 4: Fire
sponsor, Brian Davey

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Brian Cecil May 11, 2016 at 4:35 PM My congratulations. A most emotional poem. Well done.

Teddy Kimathi May 6, 2016 at 11:23 AM A deep and sad piece indeed... Well, congrats BW, for your top placement in the contest!! ;-)

Sarita Milliner May 5, 2016 at 7:28 PM Congratulations on the Win!!!

Balveen Cheema May 5, 2016 at 4:52 AM Constance miseries are like an unending fire, yet she strongly faces it all. Congrats on your wonderful placement in Brian Davey's Elements # 4 -Fire contest! Constance La France May 5, 2016 at 11:18 AM Balveen thanks for visiting my poem and for the nice comment and congratulations

Beautiful Scars May 4, 2016 at 11:09 AM Broken Wings, congrats on your top win in the fire contest! :)-luloo Constance La France May 4, 2016 at 12:21 PM Laura thanks for the congratulations, appreciate ~

Bl Devnath May 4, 2016 at 9:45 AM Congratulation on your superb win. Loved always, bl Constance La France May 4, 2016 at 12:22 PM BL thanks for the congratulations and the compliment, appreciate ~

Tom Quigley May 4, 2016 at 9:23 AM Very nice write. Juxtaposing your childhood and the impact of the fire is powerful. Constance La France May 4, 2016 at 12:23 PM Tom thanks for visiting my poem and for the nice comment, appreciate

Karam Misra May 4, 2016 at 7:47 AM What a vivid description of the blazing inferno and the pain of loss so deeply etched in a child's mind ... forever? A beautiful, poignant write, Broken. A very hearty congratulations on your magnificient poem and your win. ~ Kc ~ Constance La France May 4, 2016 at 12:24 PM Karam thanks for the beautiful and the compliment and congratulations

Joanna Daniel May 4, 2016 at 3:23 AM Oh, this is so sad. A wonderful, Emotive write:) Congratulations on your top spot:) Constance La France May 4, 2016 at 12:26 PM Jo thanks for visiting and for the congratulations

Meenakshi Raina May 3, 2016 at 7:47 PM Congratulations on your top placement....I could imagine the whole scene...very emotional write. Constance La France May 3, 2016 at 11:52 PM MR, thanks for the congrats, yes it was very sad !

Kim Rodrigues May 3, 2016 at 7:37 PM Love this! Congratulations! My cousin lost her home last week to a fire. I can relate to the last line, the visual. Constance La France May 3, 2016 at 11:53 PM Kim, thanks for the congrats, oh fire is so devastating !

Brian Davey May 3, 2016 at 7:03 PM This is such a emotional story you entwined in this poem of Fire! The last two verses were outstanding and my favorites, very raw and the imagery is so powerful! Congratulations on your top spot victory!! Constance La France May 3, 2016 at 11:53 PM Brian, thanks for the great contest and for my wonderful placement, so honored !

Sandra Haight May 3, 2016 at 6:30 PM Your poem gave me chills, Broken Wings. What an awful experience for you. But what a powerful write to show what the element of fire can do. Congratulations on your wonderful podium win. Hugs, Sandra Constance La France May 3, 2016 at 11:55 PM Sandra, it was horrible, we lost everything, my mom said after that it was the photo albums that bothered her the most, thankfully my grandma had some pictures, and thanks for the congratulations

Robert Lindley April 26, 2016 at 10:18 PM As a sonnet its brilliantly composed and conveys the great loss and emotions very well. As a contest entry written about a real life experience this has to rate very, very high.A7 Sorry for your loss.. Constance La France April 27, 2016 at 2:00 AM Robert, thank you for the compliment and the 7, it was a terrible time for us, we had to live in a hotel for awhile until my Dad got things sorted out...

James Inman April 25, 2016 at 1:40 PM A wonderful write BW, sad and scary to loose your home. Constance La France April 25, 2016 at 5:35 PM James, thanks for visiting, and the wonderful, yes it was devastating, but my parents went on ~

Andrea Dietrich April 22, 2016 at 12:45 AM an amazing entry for the contest, I think it's a true story, right? I seem to recall you wrote of this before. If so, OH MY, what a sad thing it must have been. Just ending it with you standing silent on the street. That was the perfect way to go! Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:48 AM Andrea, thanks for visiting, you have an incredible memory because you are right, this is a true story, we lost everything ~

Beautiful Scars April 20, 2016 at 8:30 PM Oh no BW, is this non-fiction? Terribly sad lady..I always worry about a fire and have like 100 smoke alarms (not really) but besides my family and pets the one thing I would grab would be all 32 of my scrapbooks. But you and I both know I won't have time to save them all :( ...very sad and emotive and perfect for what the contest calls for. You thought outside the box :)-luloo Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:51 AM Laura, thanks for visiting, you are right, this is non fiction. When I was about eight our family home burnt to the ground, I recall my mother saying, it was the photo albums that bothered her the most !

Umnewa Brett Somers Formerly Winkofheart April 20, 2016 at 4:07 PM Your poem Broken Wings had this lingering effect with the last line "and we just stood there - silent on the street" like a good dry red on the palate. Vivid, moving. ~Brett Umnewa Brett Somers Formerly Winkofheart April 24, 2016 at 11:04 AM I felt you're grief. Nothing left but to become the Phoenix. I feel your strength in your poems. Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:53 AM Brett, thanks for visiting, my poem is true and well what else does one do when they have lost everything, but because my parents were strong people we began anew... I hope I inherited even a small part of their strength !

Nette Onclaud April 20, 2016 at 1:50 PM i was totally immersed in your lovely work , constance... this incidence almost happened to us when i was 16... superbly done!..huggs Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:54 AM Nette, thanks for visiting and the compliment, fire is devastating ~

Casarah Nance April 20, 2016 at 9:06 AM It is hard to watch when that happens, you're sonnet brings the feelings to the surface, there is power in the flames and in your words x Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:56 AM Casarah, I was young when this happened and all I was thinking about were my dollies and books and Snowball the cat (who had been outside so was safe) my parents lost everything they had worked for~

Ravi Sathasivam April 20, 2016 at 6:02 AM Very sad but said well. Thanks for sharing it. Constance La France April 24, 2016 at 7:57 AM Ravi, thanks for your compassion ~