Constance La France Poet Rhyme

Spring Storm

 
The wind sounds like a wild run away train,
and my garden is taking a beating;
the birds hide, as today birds cannot glide,
the whole odd scene is bizarre and insane.
Wind howls and roars through sad complaining trees,
and is pouring in sheets of endless rain;
garden decorations spin in circles,
many are feeling the power and strain.
Moments of relief-   seldom and fleeting,
as today birds cannot glide, the birds hide;
and when I think ended-   it starts again.

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April 30, 2021


Poetry/Rhyme/Spring Storm
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1350-635-30-
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, A New Abracadabra
sponsor, Emile Pinet, Judged 06/01/2021

Third Place

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Paula Goldsmith June 2, 2021 at 9:08 AM Congratulations on your win. A beautiful story/write. Love It. Have a blessed day writing away................. Constance La France June 2, 2021 at 10:11 AM Paula, thanks for the congratulations and the compliment, love _Constance

Emile Pinet May 31, 2021 at 10:11 AM Congratulations Constance! Your poem earned “Third” place in my contest. This was a very challenging contest and therefor it was tough to judge, but yours rose to the top of my list, well done my friend, Emile. Constance La France June 1, 2021 at 8:52 PM Emile, thank you for the inspiration and the contest and my fine placement, and the congratulations and compliment, appreciate, peace _Constance