Constance La France Poet Rhyme

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Ink On White

 
I had some terrible dark times in life,
my soul stabbed with a sharp knife;
in a sad, dismal place,
with no staircase.
I was just lost,
my soul frost.

I was tattered but I still had heart,
my kindness never did depart;
I still had compassion,
and writing passion;
that saved me,
set me free.

I am able to write about my pain,
and I pen words that bloodstain;
I just started life again,
strength is my gain.
And so I write,
ink on white.

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December  21, 2017

Poetry/Rhyme/Ink on White
Copyright Protected, ID 17- 867-832-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Best Rhyming Poem of 2017
sponsor, John Hamilton

Fifth Place

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Mark Martin April 12, 2017 at 2:07 AM I think writing helps us all on poetry soup, one way or another. Congratulations on your win BW! :-)

Liam Mcdaid January 23, 2017 at 2:38 PM beautifully structured and styled excellent pen i pray your week is beautiful

DM Babbit January 22, 2017 at 3:07 PM Revealing for many of us. Nice write.

Daniel Turner January 22, 2017 at 9:23 AM Very well, I might add! It is great therapy for the soul. Love this one, Constance:)

Joanna Daniel January 22, 2017 at 8:33 AM Loved this absolutely amazing poem, Constance:) a 10 and a favourite:)