Constance La France Poet Verse

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The Curtain of Repose

The winds breathe in evenings soul of darkness,
And night comes trailing a gown, black and velvety;
  Inky  i n k y  black, deeply mysterious and moonless,
      An endless canopy;
      A deathlike silence,
      A nightingale song calls;
           Somewhere     a night owl hoots,
                           hoot  hoot  h o o t  HOOT . . .
        Lucid silence,
            A quiescence.
N I G H T-   a time for prayer and for weeping,
The spirit of darkness comes creep   c r e e p i n g;
  In the quietness and stillness my sleepy eyes close,
                          And I pull the curtain of . . . . repose

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June 13, 2016

Poetry/Verse/The Curtain Of Repose
Copyright Protected, ID 16-800-095-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the contest, Night Silence
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron

Third Place

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Kim Merryman June 14, 2016 at 3:58 PM I love this poem, Constance! So full of beautiful, creative imagery. Congrats for your win and this goes in my favs.

Sunita U.D Palawon June 14, 2016 at 10:48 AM Congrats I like the way you presented this poem. Unique!

Karam Misra June 14, 2016 at 1:03 AM Congratulations on your placement, Broken Wings. I liked the last line of finally saying goodbye to a hectic day. ~karam~

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores June 13, 2016 at 8:14 PM Congratulations Constance on the placement of the contest