Constance La France Poet Rhyme

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Nature Heals

The dream lingers as I stroll past a rippling stream,
       Wind echoes through the tangled emerald trees;
I am, in deep reverie as the birds sing for me unseen,
            Oh, sadness leave, just float away on the breeze

God painted a sunset in bright colors so beautiful,
      He made me a masterpiece that touched my soul;
I watched the sky swirling, twirling and I was tearful,
            All around me was nature as I touched marigold.

Winding tendrils growing wild, I love their twisty way,
      Meandering, looping, curving with serpentine twisting;
Seeking, wanting, begging for a sweet bit of sun ray,
             Nature brings me such tranquility and I am praying.

Melody of dawn came to me as I woke from my sleep,
      The forest was a rhapsody of birds calling and calling;
Beautiful and wondrous the scene that I wanted to weep,
            In the morning dew, my spirit healed and was soaring.

Rose in the hush of dawn, bright and red and lovely,
      I want to pluck you and keep you all the day with me;
Yet, I hesitate because it will mean your death surely,
            So, I leave you for all those walking by to see.

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September 2, 2015


Poetry/Rhyme/Healing Nature
Copyright Protected, ID 15-705-633-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written Under Pseudonym.

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CayCay Godwin September 4, 2015 at 8:16 PM A beautiful poem ... CayCay

Poet Destroyer A September 3, 2015 at 12:08 PM as beautiful as it is for us to pick it just for the sense of being able to hold the beauty with us if even for one day makes us selfish ... to look and feel it's beauty should be rewarding enough... such a lovely write... good luck in the contest:)

Afolabi Muideen September 2, 2015 at 3:19 PM The flow of your write depict the beautiful imagery within; intrigue the readers to breath the scent and intoxicated sense....I love your write a 7 and a fav...........A.M.

James Inman September 2, 2015 at 3:05 PM I would tell you this is a gorgeus poem but I can't spell that word so I'll have to say it's incredible instead. Either way I loved it.

Thomas Martin September 2, 2015 at 1:31 PM Liked this one! Lovely imagery! BTW, Waterford Crystal is very, very expensive, a toy for the rich.