Constance La France Poet Free verse

Raw Emotions

I was a little girl     holding mothers hand-
unprepared for the      harsh and brutal     image
of my sister being run over      by a truck
the image raw   graphic  violent  and terrifying
I will always remember    the chilling scream
my mother screaming and screaming and screaming
it will haunt me forever-
the bleakness    the reality   powerful    fervent
perhaps that is why        we were so close
mother and me
until her death    we shared this raw emotion
just us-
the scene was garish
    a little girl lay dead
           in her sweet pink dress
I was naïve       unprepared for such an intense
violent death
     I was a just a flower growing
so I folded my petals up around me
   and there I dwelled    unspeaking      just staring
into nothingness
mother went to a raw place   painful and lost
only the love of a grandma
         could reach my shattered tender soul-
she was uneducated    and inexperienced
but with     untrained skill       she opened each
petal   one by one    and each raw emotion was revealed
    somehow mother and I recovered    in time  (or did we)
and life rumbled on
but still      when I go to the   wind blown  cemetery
     and I touch the name     suzanne
it all comes flooding back    the undiluted raw image
   and that penetrating scream to goes on for     infinity
                and this has made me the poet
                       I am
a poet born from raw   exposed pain


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July 29, 2015


Poetry/Free Verse/raw emotions
Copyright Protected, ID 15-695-291-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

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Dr. Upma A. Sharma August 1, 2015 at 1:18 AM Wow this is so wonderful BW, Congrats on big win! The line opening of petals one by one revealing raw emotions- my fav!

Andrea Dietrich July 31, 2015 at 9:22 PM AMAZING, Constance. Simply amazing.

Eve Roper July 31, 2015 at 4:37 PM You are a very special lady to endure so much grief in your lifetime it's not fare. A big hug forever from me to you.

Skat A July 31, 2015 at 1:19 PM This is my fav... Broken, Congrats... SKAT

Jan Allison July 31, 2015 at 9:31 AM I have a lump in my throat reading this the pain is still so evident - a remarkable write - congrats:-) hugs jan xx

Eric Boddie July 30, 2015 at 5:16 PM my heart truly goes out to you....but just from the strength in your words, I know you have made it through....though your heart may be forever broken, unable to ever truly be healed....the pain has made you a better person, it is evident in your skill....;)

James Inman July 29, 2015 at 4:31 PM I so admire your strength. I don't think I would be capable of sharing this with others.

Richard Lamoureux July 29, 2015 at 8:10 AM Wow it is painful to read this recollection. You have made this experience jump from the page. This is an amazing piece of writing.

Alexis Y. July 28, 2015 at 6:40 PM BW, you conveyed a rawness that tugged at the heartstrings with this piece. Things that happen in ourlives good or bad contribute to the person we become. Excellent job. Good luck in the contest! :-) Alexis 7

Afolabi Muideen July 28, 2015 at 6:01 PM This is well constructed, I like the image in it. Excellence............7......A.M.