Constance La France Poet Verse

I Ran Away From You

 

  I stood in the doorway frozen in fear,
    Your coffin was within;
  The room was empty of sound and of life,
    I could see you resting.

    In peace, your pain was gone,
    But mine was beginning;
  Wanting to scream, I fled, I ran away,
    Down the dark street weeping.

    I ran away from you,
  Like a pigeon who has flown the coop;    
    I went back to that room,
    Be strong was your whisper.

  Proudly, standing at your coffin smiling,
    Remembering fun you;
    And visitors telling,
    And we were all laughing.

  Like the time you put the wallpaper,
    Upside down and Mom yelling;
    And the phone call one day,
    Dad is hanging on roof.

  And how can I forget the chainsaw time,
    When you cut down the trees;
    And trees, until you were stopped,
  Rest in peace, until I join you in the above.



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April 20, 2015

Poetry/Verse/I Ran Away From You
Copyright Protected, ID 04-665-504-20
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France


For the contest, The Pigeon Who Flew The Coop,
sponsor, Tammy Reams, Judged 05/2015


First Place
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Note Regarding This Poem:  I wanted to show how my Dad's funeral
was full of happy stories of his antics, he was quite the character and
everyone who attended had a story to tell.  There was so much laughter.
It was sadness and funny mixed together, an odd combination.

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Judy Konos June 4, 2015 at 11:54 AM Congratulations on 'I ran away from you" this is divine ...but you are NOT EVER going to run away from us...with us you are an Eagle who soars high above....

Skat A June 2, 2015 at 12:14 AM Broken, congratulations on your awesome win. **SKAT**

Sandra Haight June 1, 2015 at 3:34 PM Lovely poem, Broken. The happy times are the ones we want to remember even in the midst of such sadness. You have expressed this so well. Congratulations on your nice win. Hugs, Sandra

Seren Roberts June 1, 2015 at 3:27 PM So nicely written, congratulations.....SEren

Andrea Dietrich June 1, 2015 at 3:21 PM what a coincidence, Constance. We were all laughing at our stepdad's funeral too. Remembering all the fun times. It's sad, but he had dementia for such a long time before dying, it was a relief that he could finally leave this earth and be normal again. BIG congrats on your win.

Carrie Richards June 1, 2015 at 3:06 PM Sometimes even during these terribly sad occasions, we can come together to remember the joyful and funny times we spent with our loved ones. It would please them to know that we remember those moments so fondly, and can keep the smiles within our hearts !

Eve Roper June 1, 2015 at 1:26 PM B.W.Congratulations on your win :~)

Jan Allison June 1, 2015 at 11:18 AM I can really understand how all the emotions flow at a funeral - dad's had humour as well as sadness - congrats on your top spot:-) Hugs jan xx

Anna Hopper April 20, 2015 at 1:00 PM Beautiful! Was it really supposed to be funny? Constance La France April 20, 2015 at 1:11 PM yes

Constance La France April 20, 2015 at 12:34 PM It is suppose to be funny so why am I weeping . . .