Fragmented Dream
The forest was lush green and dripping of moss and rain,
Glittering glass streams meandered past dark foliage and trees;
And wild flowers dropped their petals into the water,
Where they drifted down waterfalls into sapphire blue lakes.
I listened deeply to the rippling water kissing the wet rocks,
And the forest was loudly chirping and breathing and beckoning me;
Then I heard my name being called from a faraway place,
It undulated in the tangled branches and whispered on the wind.
The voice called my name over and over and I ran towards it,
My sobbing a loud moaning wail lost in the vast forest and streams;
And it was dark night, the blue sky had withered away,
The stars trembled as I ran through the maze, calling out for mother . . .
Then, I awoke, weeping.
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November 4, 2013
Poetry/Verse/Fragmented Dream
Copyright Protected, ID 11-517-299-04
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La FRance
Submitted to the Premier contest, Mid August 2018
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 2018
Fourth Place
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Featured poem - February 23, 2014
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Written for the contest, Poem of the Week,
Sponsor, Poet Destroyer, Judged 2013
Honourable Mention
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