FJ Thomas Poet Rhyme

The Last Architect - Constanza

I cry out; sinking neath life's shoals
Reaching within he lifts my heart
Taking count, cradling every part

Within his arms I am kept whole 
Echoes of my pain resonate 
He holds me close; he quells the hate

Catching each tear he makes a mold 
Refusing to let go he waits 
Holding tighter defying fate

Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Breathing strength through me I exhale 
His hold still firm my heart still frail

Splintered shards fused; a complete soul 
I stand once again and breathe life 
Once more his lover, friend, and wife

I cry out; sinking neath life's shoals 
Within his arms I am kept whole 
Catching each tear he makes a mold 
Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Splintered shards fused; a complete soul


07/13/2018

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Richard Lamoureux April 22, 2020 at 9:01 AM What a beautiful love story. Hugs Rick.

Juliet Ligon January 6, 2020 at 4:50 PM Heartfelt poem. Beautiful union. FJ Thomas January 6, 2020 at 10:06 PM Thank you Juliet. I found Connie's Constanza form to beautiful to not try :)

Susan Gentry July 17, 2018 at 9:38 AM Congratulations on your win. Enjoyed this prayerful and inspiring poem. FJ Thomas July 17, 2018 at 9:40 AM Thank you for giving so much support to everyone Susan. Myself included ;)

Connie Marcum Wong July 16, 2018 at 5:11 PM Lovely F.J.! Congratulations on your wonderful top placement! : ) Connie Marcum Wong July 23, 2018 at 2:38 PM I really appreciate that FJ. Thank you! : ) FJ Thomas July 17, 2018 at 9:39 AM Thank you Connie. Your form is among my favorites. So I am careful not to overuse it :)

Emile Pinet July 16, 2018 at 3:18 PM Congratulations FJ! Your poem has placed "Third" in my PoetrySoup contest. Very well done my friend, Emile. FJ Thomas July 17, 2018 at 9:37 AM Thank you very much Emile :)

Brian Densham July 16, 2018 at 12:25 PM Nice win! Great read. Congratulations! FJ Thomas July 17, 2018 at 9:37 AM Thanks Brian :)

Frederic Parker July 14, 2018 at 10:48 AM bonds grow stronger when held in silence and understanding with love's arms FJ Thomas July 14, 2018 at 12:52 PM They certainly do. Hello Frederic :) And thank you.

Mick Talbot July 14, 2018 at 8:58 AM Wow, I felt every word, and every word a winner, good luck FJ, mick FJ Thomas July 14, 2018 at 10:33 AM Good morning Mick. Thanks so much :)

Lyric Man July 14, 2018 at 4:36 AM FJ.. that is the power of love. To be strong when our partner is week. To breathe life into them when they can find no oxygen. To to always hold them in our arms. Then they've lost their feet, their way, or ability to stand.. never alone but held close to our heart. I get your write because I've been there. I've tasted the glory of this kind of write you speak of. Your poem is wisdom, it is love, it is authentic! FJ Thomas July 14, 2018 at 10:33 AM Thank you Chance

Daniel Turner July 14, 2018 at 2:32 AM This is excellent Flo. I'll look for you in the winner's circle:) FJ Thomas July 14, 2018 at 10:27 AM Lol it would be nice but I learned a long time ago not to get my hopes up for contests. Thank you Daniel.

Eve Roper July 13, 2018 at 5:31 PM This is awesome and I love the title. You make me feel that you're talking about how your grandson gives you peace and makes you whole in the torment of the world around you.. Than the last 3 stanza tells me it's your husband. It doesn't matter .. I do know your love for your grandson is so strong as it is for me with my grandchildren :) Hugs Eve FJ Thomas July 14, 2018 at 10:26 AM You are very emotionally perceptive Eve :) Initially the poem was written for my husband. But it needed to be overhauled to fit properly within the Constanza form. And now my kona bean does fit within it's pieces well. Thank you Eve :)