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Fragmented Grief

          In my thoughts poetic words are swirling,
      tumbling and whirling like caged birds;
               trapped and demanding to be free,
    Oh, I must find paper and pen to release them.
          My muse is screaming and words are fluttering,
      in my head or is that my heart;
               I start to write and sad poems come,
    words bleeding and dripping from my pen.
           Do all poets struggle just like me,
        as I pen my words and weep;
              the writing done I sigh the pain,
    my muse has been set free for now.
          Memories are all I have,
      and the rain is falling outside my window;
              and the pages of my life flutter,
    past the ornate gate where voices murmur;
        and at night I kiss dead lips and withered hands.

Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024

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Joseph May Date: 2/25/2024 12:16:00 PM Releasing words from the muse that are tinged with grief, A heartfelt write Constance Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/25/2024 3:48:00 PM Joseph, thank you for the comment and compliment, blessings, Constance

Ink Empress Date: 2/25/2024 1:10:00 AM “ pain, my muse has been set free for now. Memories are all I have,,” this resonates so strongly. And I think many too can relate to the healing or cathartic effect of poetry and how our muse sometimes comes from real life experiences and wanting to move on while sharing themselves. powerful write this is! felt your emotions. Some of us write to express not to please and you are one them i can feel sincerity of your words. Always. And i also love the flow of this. Fave Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/25/2024 3:49:00 PM Ink, thank you for the nice comment, compliment and FAV, hugs, Constance

Victor Buhagiar Date: 2/24/2024 9:16:00 AM I love your sad poems. To please others, I try to make my poems happy. Still, since my accident last July, I feel as you wrote in your beautiful last line: I kiss dead lips and withered hands. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/25/2024 3:51:00 PM Victor, sorry about your accident, thank you for the compliment, I have a hard time writing happy though I force myself to sometimes, but my forte is sad poetry, blessings, Constance

Mystic Rose Rose Date: 2/23/2024 4:11:00 PM Oh my, your darkness is your diamond cut avatar of beauty, deep as ink loyal as you, I love your poetry it speaks to my soul, God bless your beautiful heart C, Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/25/2024 3:53:00 PM Mystic, thank you for the compliment and the comment, hugs, Constance

Sotto Poet Date: 2/23/2024 1:26:00 PM Your poem is a remarkable masterpiece that effortlessly captures the profound essence of a resplendent and steadfast beauty. It resonates with the tumultuous emotions that encompass the grieving process, painting an exquisite portrait of the internal strife and unyielding longing to unleash pent-up sentiments through the art of verse. Your poetic prowess shines brilliantly as you liken the very words that flow from your pen. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/23/2024 1:44:00 PM Sotto, thank you for your wonderful comment and the compliment on my writing and poem, hugs, Constance

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 2/23/2024 11:09:00 AM Dear Constance, Your poem is such a powerful expression of the tumultuous emotions of grieving. Your words vividly depict the internal struggle and the overwhelming desire to release pent-up emotions through poetry. Your imagery, comparing poetic words to caged birds wishing to be set free, is incredibly evocative. The sense of urgency and desperation to capture these thoughts before they slip away is palpable throughout the poem. As you delve into the act of writing and the cathartic release it brings, you convey the raw pain and sorrow of loss with excellent clarity. The juxtaposition of memories, rain, and the fluttering pages of life creates a haunting atmosphere that lingers long after reading. Your poem touches me and those who have experienced grief and the longing to preserve memories through written words. Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt and poignant piece. Blessings, Daniel Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 2/23/2024 1:10:00 PM Daniel, thank you for the beautiful comment, and compliment, you touch my soul with your words, blessings and hugs, Constance