Constance La France Poet Verse

My Greatest Fear

"The only thing I am afraid of
is fear . . . " Arthur Wellesley, 1831

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Though young, I fly on wings of time-
Life a parenthesis sublime.
Haunted, I fear death,
taking my last breathe.
All fear death,
the last chime.

On the ragged edge of this life-
Will I be full of dread and strife?
Oh, daunting suspense!
Is Heaven immense?
When past tense,
gone from life.

Will my beloved be above?
Will I see my child and true love?
Are my pets waiting?
Oh, a thought aching,
that nothing,
is above!

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September 29, 2016

Verse/My Greatest Fear
Copyright Protected, ID 834437

Entered in the contest, Your Worst Fear,
Sponsor, Lewis Raynes

Second Place

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Darren White October 12, 2016 at 10:08 PM Sitting here quietly reading your poem, congratulations is perhaps not the right word to use here, but it is a beautiful poem...

Jan Allison October 12, 2016 at 12:33 PM many congrats Constance I am sure you will be reunited with your loved ones my friend:-) hugs jan xx

Teddy Kimathi October 12, 2016 at 8:45 AM An eerie yet emotional piece.... Congrats BW, for your well, deserved top placement in the contest!! ;-)

Lewis Raynes October 11, 2016 at 8:03 PM That whole idea is delightfully scary. loved this, congratulations on ur win

Tom Arnone October 1, 2016 at 10:45 PM Beautiful, B. W. If there is nothing, at least it is nothing for all and all for nothing -- but, I think there is ... something. ;-)

Maurice Yvonne September 30, 2016 at 4:38 PM ...and some only fear spiders. How sad our lives when stricken by horror. How horrific the complex fears it brings. I can only hope and pray that every day (if even as tiny as a grain of salt) some joy slowly filters the doubts that cloud bright rays of light and eventually reveal a sun whole again. Excellent write. A Fav.

Joanna Daniel September 30, 2016 at 4:03 AM Be not afraid, but Have faith, Constance:) nice honest poem:)

White Wolf September 29, 2016 at 9:41 PM I actually died once in hospital, and the vision I saw was beautiful, Like being in a vibrant pool of colours and energy, so I no longer fear death. I don't know about a god but there was a beautiful woman standing in front of me. You are very talented, and inspiring, thank you for that. /|\

Keith Osborne September 29, 2016 at 9:04 PM Beautiful, yet, haunting, with a splash of wonderment. I really enjoyed this style. It looks like a lot of fun to compose. You seem well refined in your craft.

Beautiful Scars September 29, 2016 at 8:54 PM I have never seen this form! I love it! Very emotional fear- it's one I quite often think of...good luck :)-luloo