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Staring Into the Abyss

My rhyme is grieving,
epic, and meant to be that way;
words weaving,
death thieving,
and sorrow is with me each day.

We buried new love,
our baby left in the snow;
a sweet dove,
now above,
it shattered us, oh what a blow.

And I was left . . .  staring into the abyss. 

My beloved left me,
he crashed his car in a snow storm;
God, I plea
why, why he,
1 held his hand wishing it warm.

I lost dad so quick,
and had no chance to say goodbye;
oh, not sick,
what a trick,
when mom left I thought I would die.

 And I was left . . . staring into the abyss.

Oh, dark deathly thief,
my grandma went to sleep one night;
I am grief,
a lost leaf,
my words fall bleeding on this white.

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March 11, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Staring Into The Abyss
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Written for the contest, Pick A Title, Vol 2.
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, #5 Staring Into The Abyss

Third Place

Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019

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Edward Ibeh Date: 3/24/2019 7:17:00 AM Congratulations on your well-deserved 3rd place win in my contest, Constance:-) Dark, moving, beautiful!... Login to Reply

Caren Krutsinger Date: 3/12/2019 6:03:00 AM You had described death and the feelings it leaves behind in a beautiful poem, Constance. Nice one. Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 3/12/2019 10:25:00 AM Caren, thanks for visiting my poem and for the beautiful ~

Connie Marcum Wong Date: 3/12/2019 3:49:00 AM This couldn't have been written better Constance. The pain is palpable and profound! This is sure to stir Edward's heart. I am putting this into my Faves! xxoo Login to Reply Constance La France Date: 3/12/2019 10:26:00 AM Connie, thank you for the lovely comment, well we never know what a judge will like, but I hope he likes my poem and places it, and thank you so much for the fav ~