Constance La France Poet Free verse

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'sadness Unsayable'

Since that day years and years ago, I have been  s i l e n t -
You  HURT  me to my core-  I never expected that!
       Money was stronger than  l o v e  way back then and the price was high!
Oh, the price of distance and silence . . . of years and years of nothingness
      I heard of your  D E A T H  today and again I am hurt-  and remembering
when  y o u   stood with this girl, as I picked my father's coffin, and other
   times - so TODAY,  I say the unsayable- thanks and KISS you adieu with love!

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November 22, 2017


Poetry/Free Verse/"Sadness Unsayable"
Copyright Protected, ID 17-964-373-0
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Written for the contest, UNSAYABLE
sponsor, Nette Onclaud

Third Place

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Faye Gibson December 2, 2017 at 11:28 AM Enjoyed reading this very much. Congratulations on your placement.

Susan Ashley December 1, 2017 at 2:18 PM Broken Wings, returning with congratulation on your win with your deeply melancholic write. Warmest regards. ~Susan

Eve Roper November 30, 2017 at 5:50 PM Wonderful, Broken Wings , ..Congratulations on your win Hugs Eve ~`*

Rhoda Tripp November 23, 2017 at 8:16 PM Oh Darn it! I wish I had read your entry before submitting my own as yours is clearly a winner. Beautifully written and so emotional.

Kim Rodrigues November 22, 2017 at 7:54 PM Hurt and forgiveness!

Abdul Malik Mandani November 22, 2017 at 6:25 PM A poignant and agonizing read. Good luck.

Andrea Dietrich November 22, 2017 at 1:01 PM very bittersweet one, Constance. This is an interesting challenge that I hope I can enter before it fills. We are having our family get together very soon, so I made what comments I could. I better hurry off. Have a great day, dear!

Susan Ashley November 22, 2017 at 11:11 AM Broken Wings, the depths of inconsolable sadness is deep in your beautifully expressive melancholic write. Good luck in the contest!