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August 22, 2025

For the contest, "A Silent Kiss" by Constance La France

The Silent Kiss

A silent kiss, forgotten song,
      Are the moments I've strung along 
A necklace of days I once knew,
     that became broken without you

Summer's breeze carried us in clouds, impossibly high
We flew so far away, we were but a whispered sigh
 lilac meadows remind us to hear, and not forget
 Each silent kiss becomes a gold and crimson sunset

      I sit alone 'neath branches bare
      with chilly voice, wind tries to share  
      a remembered song, springtime bliss 
             But I just think of our first kiss

      Lonely, waiting, the hours last
      Each long day yawning to exist   
      Stolen are days as they go past
             And then I hear your silent kiss

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Susan Ashley September 7, 2025 at 6:41 PM Dear Ann, my soulful poet friend, I was captivated by your romantic, bittersweet imagery. Sad yet vibrant beauty permeates your verse “each silent kiss becomes a gold and crimson sunset” - just wow! Your poem is breathtaking! An enduring love remembered yet with a loneliness that endures too. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Ann Peck September 12, 2025 at 8:55 PM Dear Susan, I love your beautiful comments. I think many have a love that has gone. It is a sadness we carry. Thank you for seeing that in my words. :)

Nette Onclaud September 7, 2025 at 3:58 AM sweet congrats on your win, ann...thankyou for cimmenting on my page! Ann Peck October 5, 2025 at 1:36 PM thank you for your sweet comments, Nette.

Constance La France September 3, 2025 at 6:29 AM Ann, congratulations on your win in my The Silent Kiss contest, well done, blessings Constance Ann Peck September 3, 2025 at 6:07 PM Thank you so much, Constance. See Soupmail.

Sam Kauffman August 28, 2025 at 1:25 PM Anne, there are so many emotions - highs and lows of life, joy and sadness - written into your beautifully crafted lines. There is a sweetness of consolation in your last line that made me sigh. Best wishes for the contest! Blessings! Ann Peck August 29, 2025 at 7:23 AM Oh, That's so nice of you, Sam. Such lovely comments. Thank you so much.

Andrea Dietrich August 26, 2025 at 9:40 PM My favorite poem of the night. A fave Ann Peck August 28, 2025 at 12:18 PM Thank you so much, Andrea!

Anne-Lise Andresen August 25, 2025 at 7:28 AM - Beautiful written, Ann :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs Ann Peck August 26, 2025 at 3:23 PM Thanks so much, Anne-Lise.

Gordon Mcconnell August 24, 2025 at 5:14 AM Lovely piece of writing Ann, so romantic and touching that stirs one's heart to such thoughts. Blessings,Gordon Ann Peck August 26, 2025 at 3:25 PM Thank you so much, Gordon, for your lovely comments.