Constance La France Poet Rhyme

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Protecting the Peace

A wild bitter wind pushes me along this empty path,
that I have rambled before many, many a time;
but this day I am feeling winters anger and wrath,
and though cloudy there is a beauty sublime . . . 
A stone cross marker stands protecting the peace,
and raven calls far and near in the cemetery-  never cease.

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September 27, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Protecting the Peace
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1184-348-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest,  Make It Six
sponsor, Joseph May

Third Place

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Subimal Sinha-Roy October 3, 2019 at 10:12 PM Congratulations on your win. Wonderful narrative of the image. Constance La France October 3, 2019 at 10:59 PM Subimal, thanks so much for the wonderful and congratulations!

Joseph May October 3, 2019 at 8:19 PM A poignant write DH, Congrats on your win Constance La France October 3, 2019 at 10:59 PM Joseph, thanks for the contest and my fine place, appreciate !

Regina Mcintosh September 27, 2019 at 10:19 PM This is so genuine and original... I enjoyed reading very much. God bless you Constance La France September 28, 2019 at 8:46 AM Regina thanks for the compliment!

Heidi Sands September 27, 2019 at 11:50 AM You have described exactly what I went through once, on a winter day in a graveyard with the raven calling. Well done :) Constance La France September 27, 2019 at 11:55 AM Heidi, thanks for visiting, when I saw that image I knew that it was the one I would write about because like you I have been there in the cemetery on a winter day ~