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Written, July 22, 2012

Poetry/Verse/The Dream Lingers
Copyright Protected, ID 07-408-622-22
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France

Submitted to the International Contest, Your first poem on Poetry Soup,
sponsor, Silent One, Judged 08/24/2020, First Place

Submitted to the International Contest, 10 Poems That Define Me,
sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged, First Place

Submitted to the International Contest, First Poem Contest,
sponsor, Kim Rodrigues, Judged 09/06/2017, Third Place

Submitted to the International Contest, Your First Entry On Soup,
sponsor, White Wolf, Judged 04/15/2017, Second Place

Submitted to the International Contest, 100 in a Row,
sponsor, Poet Destroyer, Judged 08/08/2016, Sixth Place

Submitted to the International Contest, Beginnings Matter Contest,
sponsor, Richard Lamoureau, Judged 03/14/2015, First Place

Submitted to International Contest, Wait
sponsor, Black Eyed Susan, Judged 7/30/2012, Fifth Place

Featured Poem the week of, July 29, 2012

Published in PS: It's Poetry Anthology, 2020

Flash Challenge 11, First Impressions, Mark Toony, 2025

The Poetry of Exile—James Joyce, Rumi & Adrian Rice — Steemit

The Dream Lingers


I meander past a rippling stream,
     my hair blowing in the wild wind;
was that my name being called, softly.

did it sigh in the tangled trees above,
     I twirl and swirl to only bird songs;
my name is but an echo, fading.

mother where are you, mother,
     wait, wait, I am coming, wait for me;
but only silence sighs, whispering.

I wake suddenly in my hospital bed,
     lost in a sea of pain drifting;
gasping and struggling and breathing.
                            
I was lost in a vivid dream,
     where I was searching and seeking;
then I lay still in my bed, moaning.

deathverse

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Mark Toney

March 8, 2025 at 10:53 PM

Constance, I appreciate your support for my Flash Poetry Callenge (11). A powerful poem with a hard reveal in the penultimate stanza! A Fav poem for me.

Constance La France

March 10, 2025 at 7:15 PM

Mark, thank you for the challenges, and the compliment and FAV, blessings ~

Benjamin Bartley

May 21, 2024 at 2:01 PM

Wow, you're an "old timer" to poetry soup. Took me a while to scroll down to your first and wow, you entered as a proetry. Amazing. I look forward to the hours reading your poems.

Constance La France

March 10, 2025 at 7:17 PM

Benjamin, thank you for finding it and for the comment and compliment, blessings ~

Robert Warlov

March 2, 2023 at 10:36 PM

Came to see your first. Now I'll meander through the list looking for interesting names. maybe I'll espy the promise of a rose.

Robert Warlov

May 23, 2024 at 2:46 PM

'We are such stuff as dreams are made on . . . " [" The tempest" ~ Shakespeare] --- Humbled in the realization that ones identity is comparable to nature's insubstantial wisps but it's also the birthing place of wisdom. The Buddhist say: "Thou art that" - one of a multiplicity of Earth expressions.

Constance La France

May 23, 2024 at 1:43 PM

Poetry is powerful !

Robert Warlov

March 3, 2023 at 9:22 AM

Like starting life over. My re-birth occurred after a psychological devastation. Poetry was my anchor.

Constance La France

March 3, 2023 at 9:02 AM

Robert, thank you for coming to read my poem. I have done well with this poem. It was written after a near death experience, I survived obviously. Stayed in hospital for 6 months and was changed forever, blessings, Constance

Bj Legros Kelley

January 23, 2023 at 7:25 PM

Constance, I feel so much that you were taking first steps into heaven, but it was not your time to go. I am so glad the Lord pulled you through. My grandma was 92 when she began hearing her parent's voices calling to her about three weeks before she went home to heaven. My grandma was at peace, and it was her time. God has blessed us, Constance, by allowing you to stay and bless us with your loving, deep, spiritual heart through comments, and poems. You are a precious treasure.

Constance La France

January 24, 2023 at 12:32 PM

BJ, thank you so much for the visit, comment, compliment, I was so sick and the doctors told my family to expect my death, but you are right God said "not yet" ! The first things I wanted when able was a pen and paper and a bible, love Constance

Andrea Dietrich

January 8, 2023 at 3:28 PM

wow, Constance, guess what? I gave you a fave on this back in 2016. I see why it's so important to you

Constance La France

January 9, 2023 at 12:35 PM

Andrea, thank you so much for the visit, comment and compliment and fav back in 2016, as you can see I got many wins with this poem. Yes, it is important to me, people say to me it was just a dream but I was there, and I wanted to find my mother but she whispered later, it was not time, Constance

Anitha Jayasankar

January 29, 2021 at 3:15 AM

I came here to read your first poem here Constance. So deep and sad, but leave it. You are such a GREAT poetess my dear friend, and as I read some comments and your replies to them, I understood, there were still thousands of poems that you had written and had been deleted. Feeling blessed to read such a fabulous first post of yours. Hugs ~ Ani

Constance La France

January 29, 2021 at 9:39 AM

Ani, thank you for reading my poem, I have done well with this poem as you can see, it was written after a near death experience, I had left PS for a while in 2012 and deleted all my poems, I had been the top poet at the time, but not happy with that I shredded every hard copy, it was a total melt down, I had no intention of ever writing again, and then, I wrote this and have never stopped, I cannot recreate what was lost but must just go on _Constance

Mahtab Bangalee

September 26, 2020 at 9:23 PM

wo great poem penned........impressive

Constance La France

September 28, 2020 at 8:48 AM

Maytab, thanks for the compliment on my poem _Constance

Line Gauthier

August 24, 2020 at 11:43 AM

It's lovely to have your first posting as such a poignant write ~ bravo

Constance La France

August 25, 2020 at 8:54 AM

Line, thank you, yes this poem holds a lot of emotion for me as it was written after a near death and was my rebirth as a poet _Constance

Anne-Lise Andresen

August 24, 2020 at 4:15 AM

- Congratulations on your win, Constance ... I remember how exciting it was to post my first poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Constance La France

August 25, 2020 at 8:50 AM

Anne-Lise, thanks so much for the congratulations, this poem was my new beginning as a poet _Constance

Silent One

August 24, 2020 at 2:51 AM

I see this was a poem on your return, you would have had millions otherwise.. such a shame you deleted them.... This was not really a contest, it was an opportunity to showcase your first poem and I am glad you entered. Thank you.

Constance La France

August 25, 2020 at 8:46 AM

Silent, thanks for the contest and my placement, sadly you are correct, my first poem was actually in 2008 but because of a mental meltdown in 2012, I deleted thousands of my poems, even the hard copies destroyed, but my account stayed as it was a lifetime.. then, in August 2012, after a near death,(thus this poem) and I think maybe it was meant to be that way because I came back a better poet _Constance

Richard Evans

July 25, 2020 at 9:27 AM

Nice poem. "but only silence sighs, whispering." is a great line. I'm a sucker for personification.

Constance La France

July 30, 2020 at 2:30 PM

Ricky, thanks for visiting my poem, and for the compliment, appreciate _Constance

James Inman

May 30, 2020 at 3:06 PM

I remember this one, such a touching write.

Constance La France

May 30, 2020 at 6:02 PM

James, thanks for visiting my poem and the comment _Constance

Line Gauthier

April 20, 2020 at 7:19 AM

Powerful poem, Constance. Belated 'welcome back'.

Constance La France

April 20, 2020 at 4:55 PM

Line, the experience still haunts me, because I did not want to come back, I wanted to follow my mothers voice and that would have meant.. well, I came back and needed to write, I recall writing in my hospital bed and my brother got me hooked up to internet and I came back to poetrysoup and here I am _Constance

Gregory Richard Barden

January 6, 2019 at 6:26 PM

What a wonderfully emotional and heartfelt write, Constance, and so full of feeling and melancholy. I'm so glad you came back, as you are an inspiration to me! Blessings, my friend! :-) <3

Constance La France

January 7, 2019 at 9:15 AM

Greg I had been top contest poet when I left deleting all poems and that was a mistake, what I should have done is just step back. And that is my suggestion to all. When I came back I started at the bottom so I am very proud at what I have accomplished.

Constance La France

November 23, 2018 at 10:24 AM

Thank you to all who have visited my poem with comments and congratulations, I appreciate you so much. This was a very emotional poem for me as I had left Poetry Soup for about a year, I had lost my Muse, removing all my poetry but did not delete my account. Then, I had a near death experience and dreamt this dream or was it a dream, anyways I woke up in a hospital bed alive and had a great need to write again and returned to Poetry Soup, I was in the hospital for 6 months and wrote each day.

Susan Ashley

November 17, 2017 at 7:44 PM

Broken Wings, I came to read your first write and I'm enthralled; your poignant write brought whispers of tears to my eyes.. so moving, tender, heartfelt and pure is your write. Your third verse is so emotional with longing and love... beautifully emotive and captivating.. your write clutched at my heartstrings and I love that! Your wins are well deserved... I'm sorry that you were going through a bad time though... My warmest wishes always..

Kim Rodrigues

September 6, 2017 at 11:51 AM

Your comment is so heartbreaking! I hate that you were bullied but so happy you returned!! The haunting dream with the rippling stream, wild wind, and softly your name is called. Congratulations on your win in my contest, Constance!

Carole Duet

April 14, 2017 at 1:35 AM

Wonderful depiction of a deeply emotional experience. We all want our mothers when we are ill. I was really touched by your poem, Constance.

Darren White

April 13, 2017 at 10:27 AM

That was a beautiful first poem you wrote... So very emotional, and a well deserved placement.

Frederic Parker

April 13, 2017 at 10:10 AM

congratulations dear poet on your win, even then with your first poem you were pulling at our emotions

Jan Allison

April 13, 2017 at 6:40 AM

Dropping back again with my congrats Constance:-) hugs Jan xx

White Wolf

April 12, 2017 at 10:32 PM

Constance, congratulations on your winning poem in my contest!

Lynn Marie

April 10, 2017 at 11:08 PM

...I wanted to visit your first poem and it is heartbreaking and so soulfully penned. You are a beautiful talent with great range and a lovely heart. I appreciate your poetic gifts, this one is especially touching. blessings xxx