Constance La France Poet Free verse

Fragmented Thoughts

                          I am lost in my thoughts
            musing and pondering feelings
and in my contemplation thoughts crumple
reveries crumbling with age-   frail and weak
                     falling into fragments
just threads of my decaying memories
from the many corridors of my mind 
      and I write words . . . 
            that crash together-   fold and curl
                          I crumple the paper
casting it to the floor to wither and die
            papers gather wrinkled, crinkled
      I, daydream in deep thoughts . . . 
                         of time, places, faces
               silent thoughts -jumbled knots
brooding thoughts . . .  crumbled pieces broken
      I pick up my pen to write of shadows
twisting, twirling, and whirling inside me
                    but words disintegrate
and I tear the page into tiny fragments
I am struggling to find a dream, I dreamt
      or memory . . . . 
            thoughts are gathering again
                          (quick, quick pick up the pen)
write- write before the thought is lost again
            this fragile seed growing wild now
     oh, thoughts are kisses . . . .
                         that come drifting 

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January 9, 2021


Poetry/Free Verse/fragmented thoughts
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1319-783-09
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, Crumpled Thoughts
sponsor, John Lawless, Judged 01/16/2021

First Place

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Beata Agustin January 18, 2021 at 7:48 AM Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this muse, so insightful, worthy of reflection. Thanks likewise for my placement in your recently-judged contest. God bless you. Constance La France January 18, 2021 at 8:44 AM Beata, thank you for the congrats and the comment and you are welcome on your win _Constance

John Lawless January 17, 2021 at 10:07 AM Constance I loved that final couplet. This poem had me revisiting it just to settle into its rhythm and ponder its many "thoughts"....well done and thanks for playing in the contest Constance La France January 17, 2021 at 11:14 AM John, thank you so much for another inspiring contest, and for my wonderful placement, your themes always take me to a deep place within- Constance

Rob Levasseur January 9, 2021 at 10:52 AM Sometimes the mind is a dangerous thing to visit. Constance La France January 9, 2021 at 2:33 PM Rob, thanks for visiting, yes, sometimes reveries into the mind can tear a person to pieces _Constance