Constance La France Poet Free verse

Notes About The Poem

Written, July 04, 2021

Submitted to the International Contest, No. 1270
Sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged, 01/04/2024

Third Place

Poetry/Free Verse/Like A Thousand Violins
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1612-914-04
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

"Published in PS: It's Poetry Anthology"

Like A Hundred Violins

 

it is cold and the flowers are dying
becoming withered memories
leaves are drifting and rain is falling
and the river flows like a stream of glass
the grass is fading 
and birds are flying away
and the forest is taking on a sombre hue
and storms shake the ocean of my sleep
where my hair is soft as a spider web
and my filmy dress a paling green
and I stand still in this decay as a tree
with my arms outstretched to the sky
oh, the fine thread of summer is a fading thought
yet, there is a hazy beauty all around me 
and within the crumbling fragile leaves soar
oh, the splendor of the whirling burnt orange
and red leaves spinning
like weeping blood red raindrops 
oh, listen to the sweet chiming 
of falling leaves 
that I will hold like a blanket of memory
while the wind utters low wails like a hundred violins
and hidden birds sing 
a beautiful symphony just for me

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Silent One January 5, 2024 at 12:46 PM Congratulations on your placement.. Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:32 AM Silent, thank you so much for the congratulations, Constance

Charles Messina January 4, 2024 at 2:40 AM Beautiful imagery and such a soul touching write, Constance. Love the title too! Happy New Year, dear friend. Blessings.. ~Charlie Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:32 AM Charlie, thank you so for the compliment and comment, Constance

Hiya Sharma January 3, 2024 at 7:20 PM Woww, I can truly imagine this in my heart, like a painting where all the fragility is whirling around one's soul, yet, in the broken fragments, there's a symphony being played just for the heart.. This is so beautifully soulful and enriched with emotions, dear Constance.. "and I stand still in this decay as a tree with my arms outstretched to the sky" The imagery that you've knitted here is just so poignant and heartfelt.. with so much depth. I must save this in my FAVs.. Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:34 AM Hiya, thank you so much for the compliment, the lovely comment, and FAV, Constance

Deb M January 3, 2024 at 12:37 PM WOW Constance such a touching deep poem….truly beautiful! Debx Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:35 AM Deb ,thank you so much for the compliment, Constance

Daisy Meadows January 3, 2024 at 10:52 AM This is beautiful! Well written! Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:36 AM Jeanette, thank you so much for the compliment, Constance

Ink Empress January 3, 2024 at 8:14 AM I can see why this has been published before, I absolutely love the depth of your poem and also how descriptive your imagery is, so creative and soulful, pleasure reading this, best wishes for the contest Constance La France January 9, 2024 at 11:37 AM Ink, thank you so much for the nice compliment, and comment, Constance