my pen drips blood

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Poetry/Free Verse/my pen drips blood
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1716-559-18
All Rights Reserved, 2025, Constance La France
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Written March 18, 2025
For the International Contest, Your Choice B
Sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/19/2025

Third Place

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writing is my life & breath I live to write poetry and creating is my soul to take my skill away I will weep & die for I must write poetry my pen drips blood if I should die will my words die or will they live on that is a poets dream and one must dream the dream

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Valsa George

Date: 3/19/2025 10:52:00 PM

Even after your death, your poems will continue to live, for they are written not in delible ink, but in indelible blood. A powerful and moving poem, dear Constance!

Constance La France
Date: 3/30/2025 2:35:00 AM

Valsa, thank you for the comment and compliment, blessings ~

James Peranteau

Date: 3/19/2025 8:26:00 AM

just follow the "Ball" point pen dear poet and yourn; nombre de mujer... que femenina ,) will appear in the books of dreams...there'z the penchant for your writes Constance, likewise, az I've gathered through the yearz know'n ya; you're leaving the indelible Mark in the annalz uv write we here/hear on the Soup know 'bout ya ...worry not dear one...rest in peace, generationz shall read your writes ')...much love

Constance La France
Date: 3/30/2025 2:36:00 AM

James, thank you for the beautiful comment, blessings ~

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/19/2025 5:54:00 AM

Dear Constance, I love seeing a poet’s heartbeat that is raw, urgent, necessary. I felt the weight of creation in every line, the way poetry isn’t just what you do, but who you are. This is the kind of writing that I enjoy, that breathes beyond the page. Keep dreaming, always. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Constance La France
Date: 3/30/2025 2:37:00 AM

Daniel, thank you for the beautiful comment, blessings ~