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When I was a young girl my older sister died, I watched it all ... frozen by mother's side, as the blood-snow froze, the strange thing is I never cried, not a breath, not a word. Inside my little girl soul something broke tomb-like, in quietude ... I was quite ghost-like, silent as a stone, locked within a mute wordless strike, from happy girl to a shadow. Stabbed with death's dagger and the wound is still bleeding, oh, the agony ... never receding, my soul ever bruised, tormented grief sadly feeding, my soul to this day pierced. I grew up a child in anguished woebegone pain, enduring sorrow ... falls on me like rain, I will miss her ever, and I will always have this stain, of a death on my birthday. At night I can still hear my mother's wailing scream, a moan, a groan, a howling ... it did seem, and within I shrieked, I still hear mother in a dream, and I wake and call out. ______________________ November 17, 2022 Poetry/Rhyme/Silent Pain, Screaming Copyright Protected, ID 11-1502-844-17 All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France Written for the Standardcontest, Pick-A-Title, Vol. 33 sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 12/15/2022 First Place

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Date: 12/15/2022 8:07:00 PM
"Inside my little girl soul something broke tomb-like, in quietude ... I was quite ghost-like, silent as a stone" - Wonderful painting. Great writing. Congratulations!
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Constance La France
Date: 12/16/2022 10:04:00 AM
Christuraj, thank you so much for the compliment and congratulations, I like those lines too, blessings
Date: 12/15/2022 9:29:00 AM
A beautiful poem about your deep and lasting sorrow. Sadness in childhood seems to linger in our hearts forever and emerge unexpectedly in tears we kept hidden. I wish joy for you, Constance, with your beautiful, colorful mind.
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Date: 12/15/2022 11:43:00 AM
Ann, thank you so much for the compliment and comment and encouragement, blessings
Date: 12/15/2022 5:13:00 AM
Very intense, moving, excellent write, Constance:-) Heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest!
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Constance La France
Date: 12/15/2022 11:44:00 AM
Edward, thank you for the inspiration and contest and my placement, appreciate, and for the compliment and congratulations, blessings
Date: 12/5/2022 8:39:00 AM
Your personal life is fraught with sorrow and heartaches of having lost dear ones. Still God has given you the grace to wade over the bog of pain and poetry has become your forte and fort. A very touching poem Constance....
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Constance La France
Date: 12/7/2022 6:10:00 PM
Valsa, thank you so much for the visit, yes my life has been a ravaged garden, yet, here I am a poet, writing of it, blessings
Date: 11/21/2022 6:43:00 PM
I hope you can find peace with all your pain and suffering. It can be a cruel and crazy world we live in.
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Constance La France
Date: 11/22/2022 11:12:00 AM
Robert, thank you so much for the visit, and comment, appreciate. It has taken me most of my life to come to terms with this death so early in my life, but I am in a good place now.
Date: 11/21/2022 3:38:00 PM
I haven't been around here for quite some time Constance, but stopped by to catch a glimpse of your poetry....soul-ripping, pin-prick pain artfully presented, not one to assume a painter paints exactly what they see, nor do I consider whether this work of yours is true, but what I do know, is it drew me in, thanks for sharing!
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James Marshall Goff
Date: 11/22/2022 12:53:00 PM
Such a tragedy Constance, will pray for healing Grace...
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Constance La France
Date: 11/22/2022 11:16:00 AM
James, thank you so much for the visit, comment and compliment on my poem, appreciate ! Sadly, this is all true, my sister died as we walked home from school in the winter, it was my birthday, she slipped off a snowbank into the street, and I remember every single detail, including my mother screaming . . .