Constance La France Poet Verse

The Cemetery

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I entered gates that were rusty and old, worn with age,
     This eternal resting place filled my soul with sadness;
The time of the year did not help, barren trees hanging low,
          Dried up withered flowers lay forlorn on rows of graves.

I followed a pathway taking me deep into the maze of sorrow,
     Many stones difficult to read, erosion and time destroyed;
Some were simple crosses and others pristine granite markers,
           I crossed over a bridge above a rippling stream.

Dark valleys lay before me and toppled statues rest in peace,
     This scene of sadness holds a place in my soul forever;
For among the burial plots, vaults, crypts lays a beloved memory,
           Of my childhood cat, Snowball, forever in this place.

                                  This pet cemetery, serene and tranquil,
                                         
                                                        And I still weep . . . 

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March 21, 2014


Poetry/Verse/The Cemetery
Copyright Protected, ID 03-551-833-21
All Rights Reserved, 2014, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, The Saddest Landscape
sponsor Skat, 03/2014

Second Place

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Jessica Thompson May 22, 2014 at 9:22 PM You have such a great flow, and this piece shows it. TFS :) Jess

Skat A April 9, 2014 at 9:51 PM BROKEN, CONGRATULATIONS....SKAT Constance La France April 12, 2014 at 9:34 AM Thank you Skat

Jack Horne March 23, 2014 at 2:20 PM Just love this, Constance, and such a moving end. Hope you and the kitties are having a good weekend x Constance La France April 12, 2014 at 9:38 AM Thank you Jack

Richard Lamoureux March 22, 2014 at 8:51 AM That was quite a surprise at the end. A very effective piece. Constance La France April 12, 2014 at 9:41 AM Thank you Richard.

Paul Callus March 22, 2014 at 7:26 AM So well described...vivid pictures. Sad, as well. // my cat Snowball passed away 2 years ago! // paul Constance La France April 12, 2014 at 9:41 AM Thank you Paul

Monterey Sirak March 22, 2014 at 6:50 AM Stunning images of sadness. The last line stating the cemetery is a tranquil place greatly highlights the fact that dark sadness of the landscape is your perceptions coming from your place of loss. Brilliant poetic gem.

Andrea Dietrich March 22, 2014 at 1:09 AM You painted a very personal portrait of a sad landscape. I bet you had many cats in your lifetime. I love that about you. How you enjoy your cats as much as I do mine. I sure enjoyed this one about Snowball and his resting place.

Russell Sivey March 21, 2014 at 9:43 PM There is always sadness whenever you go into any cemetery! You have expressed yourself masterfully within this illustrious poem my friend! I surely loved this piece! great Work!!

Kim Merryman March 21, 2014 at 12:37 PM This is definitely a very sad landscape. You captured the theme well with your descriptive words! Very well done. Best wishes in the contest! Love, Kim

Aiyah Torres March 21, 2014 at 12:12 PM I can't imagine of a sadder landscape than this... ;'(( you painted a scene so well... the dried flowers,toppled statues.. and the memories of those beloveds sleep in death... you penned it so well , Lady.. :')) kudos!! ^^__^^ Aiyah Torres April 10, 2014 at 7:43 AM glad to be here once again... and now to give you a warmest CONGRATULATIONS!!!! :O)) great job!!! ^_^