Constance La France Poet Verse

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Fragmented Verse

It is an old dream, brown, crumbling at edges,
best that I leave this old dream undisturbed -
                         I am the dream,
                           it whispers soft. 
 
I wrestle with the covers pushing it away,
but the ghosts of the past still come drifting;
they come like a silent crowd in the night,
so many come to haunt me, maybe forever.

        Do other people have these too,
        these frequent nighttime ghost whispers?

                         I am the dream,
                              of your regrets.

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May 27, 2018


Poetry/Verse/I am the Dream
Copyright Protected, ID 18- 1026-473-01
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym. 


My invention - Fragmented Verse
12 lines, 4 verses, includes indention on some lines
Indented lines 26/28  8/8  26/28
Line 9 and 10 - a question ?
Syllables- 12/10/4/4  12/10/10/12  8/8  4/4

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James Inman June 3, 2018 at 6:19 AM I like the last two lines. I'm sure there are many who regret loosing you.

Scott Thirtyseven May 31, 2018 at 8:45 AM Oh I know those dreams, and I like how you have presented them. Well said.

Subimal Sinha-Roy May 27, 2018 at 11:57 PM Nicely penned, Constance. "I am the dream, of your regrets." Great expression.

Daniel Turner May 27, 2018 at 4:59 PM The older one gets, regrets seem to become a waste of time. One can not possibly relive a life already lived. But yes, we all have regrets. I love the form and the poem, Constance. Constance La France May 27, 2018 at 8:52 PM Daniel, I wish I could erase the past, but I guess that is silly because it is what it is. Glad you like the form, thinking it may be for my next contest

Sunlite Wanter May 27, 2018 at 3:32 PM Yes, other people have those, too. To self-examine is to have regrets - then to forgive yourself and sleep sweetly.... Your poetry never disappoints. Constance La France May 27, 2018 at 3:56 PM Sun, thank you for visiting, some nights I sleep sweet, but others I sleep with my ghosts ~