Constance La France Poet Verse

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''The Curtain of Repose''

The winds breathe nights darkness,
and she comes trailing a gown, black and velvety;
     inky   i n k y   deeply black,
          from the endless canopy above;
          with a deathlike silence, yet,
          the wind breathes, and
               somewhere     a night owl hoots,
                               hoot   hoot   h o o t   HOOT . . . 
           Loud silence,
                  if you listen.
N I G H T -  a time for sleeping and for weeping,
     and darkness comes creep   c r e e p i n g;
in  quietness and stillness my sleepy eyes close,
                      and I pull the curtain of  . . .  . repose.

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September 24, 2016

Poetry/Verse/"The Curtain Of Repose"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-833-273-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Submitted to the contest, 100 In A Row, 16
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Poet Destroyer A September 29, 2016 at 10:42 PM Broken, Congratulations on your awesome win. Stop by my latest Blog "Beautiful, But Fragile" if you'd like. Always & Forever ~LINDA~

Poet Destroyer A September 24, 2016 at 11:30 PM Oh, Broken, I had no idea it was for my contest. I'm just here enjoying a few of my favorite poets. ... By the way, I like it a lot... LINDA

James Peranteau September 24, 2016 at 11:19 PM Bravo for finding the tranquil rest dear poet, there'd be no rest with the feminine front this soul...at least not for the first few nights in the aforementioned vestures.*sm....fantastical write! Have a wonderful new week my friend....much love, james