Constance La France Poet Verse

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Soulful Words of Woe

 
"Had I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves dashing roar,
There I would weep my woes,
There seek my last repose . . ."

                            Robert Burns _Had I A Cave 

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The journey of my life has been tangled,
from a young child I have known death;
it made me a child in a quiet world,
lost in my imagination.

In an attic room I played with my dolls,
my best friends were a teddy bear;
and an all white Christmas cat called Snowball,
I liked to write stories for them.

Not sure when exactly I found my Muse,
seems he has always been with me;
and with each death I sank deeper- deeper,
into a lovely, dreamy place.

And when I am hurt I still travel there,
where in my mind I create words;
that fall on pages to create poems,
I pour out all my woes and hurts.

I thought that my introvert ways a flaw,
until it became my asset; 
for in an attic a poet was born,
and in quietness I now love to dwell.

I will write 'til I cannot hold a pen.
and when too frail I will still write;
my last poems will be locked in my mind,
in death all my woes and hurts- gone.

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October 25, 2021

Poetry/Verse/Soulful Words of Woe
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1400-648-25
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

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Malabika Ray Choudhury October 30, 2021 at 2:44 PM This is a a deep and poignant piece of poetry, Dear Constance - a depth which I find in all your poems- the soul of the poem never gets lost. Love and blessings ~ Mala Constance La France October 31, 2021 at 2:04 PM Mala, thank you so much for the nice comment and compliment ~friendship and poetry _Constance

Virginia Gelok October 30, 2021 at 8:47 AM So very deep. I watched in my mind as you grew and wrote as a child. I love this verse. Thankyou for sharing. Constance La France October 30, 2021 at 9:26 AM Virginia, thank you for the visit, comment and compliment ~ friendship and poetry _Constance

Unseeking Seeker October 29, 2021 at 12:24 AM Deeeeep! Constance La France October 29, 2021 at 8:12 AM Seeker, thanks for the visit and the wonderful one word comment, deeeep that's me ~ friendship and poetry _Constance

Judy Ball October 26, 2021 at 12:59 AM PS Robert Burns is a favorite poet of mine. Love him. JB Constance La France October 26, 2021 at 9:42 AM Judy, I am just starting to read Robert Burns and I am loving him too ~ Constance

Judy Ball October 26, 2021 at 12:57 AM WoW! Such a deep and introspective piece. When a poet writes he/she shows more than words on paper. The poet shows a bit of his/her soul. This shows a bit of a lost and lonely child seeking refuge from a harsh, cruel world. She finds it in her writing. Wonderful and deeply poignant piece my friend. Know that you are loved and your writing is an inspiration to others. God Bless, JB Constance La France October 26, 2021 at 9:41 AM Judy, thanks for the wonderful compliment and great comment ~ love and serenity _Constance

Darlene De Beaulieu October 25, 2021 at 11:02 AM Hello Constance, I was interested in poetry when i was in my 20's/ I just read poetry at that time. I read a lot of poetry from poets and poetess, I learned to write poetry one on one with a teacher. Now I create my own. Love & Serenity Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu October 26, 2021 at 11:36 AM One on one lessons with a teacher, I had many lessons form her. i will never forget her. Peace & Tranquility Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu October 26, 2021 at 11:34 AM Hello Constance, when i was reading poetry I did find peace inside myself. When I moved to Wiarton It was there I learned to write poetry and the first poetry form I learned was Free Verse. Then others as well. I read a lot of poetry and tried to write my own bjut could not do it. so i learned it. Constance La France October 25, 2021 at 2:06 PM Darlene, thanks for the visit and comment. I think each poet has a journey to writing, some like me come from a sad childhood, some like you find it along the way. I think writing poetry is not totally a learned skill, one must have that something inside ~ peace and tranquility _Constance