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My True North

and in my dream I love the vastness of the aqua blue ocean the waves cradling me the crisp wind billowing my boat sails . . . the azure sky above and birds drifting and floating calling to me and dolphins leaping in the air oh, the blissful freedom of sailing towards my true north ____________________ March 16, 2023 Poetry/Free Verse/my true north Copyright Protected, ID 03-1531-946-16 All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Brian Strand No 1199 sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/18/2023 Honorable Mention

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 3/20/2023 2:02:00 PM

Congratulations on your win Constance. You are truly blessed to know, and continue to seek, the "true north" of your life. So many are paddling in squalls. Blessings!

Constance La France
Date: 3/20/2023 3:25:00 PM

Sam, thank you so much for the congratulations and comment, blessings, Constance

Ann Peck

Date: 3/19/2023 8:31:00 AM

Your lovely poem flows like the waves. I love your title and theme! Congratulations

Constance La France
Date: 3/19/2023 11:40:00 AM

Ann, thank you so much for the compliment, comment, and congratulations, blessings, Constance

Joe Maverick

Date: 3/19/2023 2:25:00 AM

Are you a strong swimmer? Constance is My 1st concern.' Have you thought this through? My second is.. would you be passing my way? As I would like to meet you and costs being What they are I can't see myself getting to Canada this year at least.' So on a pragmatic level it might be a solution indeed also if you Were coming to my true home there are the sharks' bur its in the south anyway.' All in all its A geeat idea just don some water wings and Have a bright cap i'll be where you Nominate.'

Constance La France
Date: 3/19/2023 11:44:00 AM

Joe, I love your comment, of course, I would love to sail your way to meet you. As my poem is a dream I worry not for my survival in the ocean, for storms or hungry sharks, for my boat can indeed fly, blessings, Constance

Joe Maverick
Date: 3/19/2023 2:26:00 AM

Oh you are sailing..? Even better to spot.'