Constance La France Poet Rhyme

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The Puzzle Of My Rhyme

The Muttering Retreats

From now on-  I will not fear my night dream,
will let the awful and dreadful linger;
and no matter how bad I will not scream,
     at the inner sadness that must flicker.
     I will seek a place blue,
     with trees a deep green hue;
     will not deny the true,
                               deep within me.
        Oh, never free-
          Whisper your plea;
till the muttering retreats-   Call my name,
and though shattered, I am filled with hunger-
on fragile wings I come to where you flew,
                                to grief I flee . . . .

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May 23, 2018


Poetry/Rhyme/The Muttering Retreats
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Anisha Dutta May 23, 2018 at 9:55 AM Touched n impressed. Love.

Heidi Sands May 23, 2018 at 9:36 AM Very well written BW. :)