Constance La France Poet Free verse

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Threads of My Dream

"Grief is the price we pay for love."

                                    _Queen Elizabeth II
 
there is a dagger in my heart ever twisting, twisting
        and storms shake the ocean of my sleep
         and old memories bring me weeping
each time I think of the memories and the beauty
                      of the love lost to death for eternity 
I saw them all last night when dreaming
          and in my dream I was grieving, grieving, grieving
life has lost a lot of sweetness and harmony
                 because of that twisting, twisting dagger
 beloved that have gone above always come creeping
            I can hear mom's sweet laughter like music
         and dad is watching me so sadly
  I feel grandma's gentle touch upon my cheek
              and see my sisters hair a dark flowing river
                  and recall my brothers grand dreams 
     my baby is crying, crying, crying mournfully
and my husband is waving goodbye
                  oh, twisting, twisting dagger
    leaving scars on my soul
              and the clouds sail across the dawn sky
   and I wake up as threads of my dream begin to fade
and petals of a wilted rose on my beside table
                             . . .  fall 

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August 09, 2022


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"I love this poem that I have penned so much, although quite sad 
with grief, it is my soul;  I carry my grief with me, I am never
without it: and oddly it has made me the poet I am. " _Constance


Written for the Premiere contest, A Brian Strand Premiere Choice
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 08/12/2022, (NA)

Submitted to the Standard contest, Your Second Chance 1ST Poetry Contest
sponsor, Sotto Poet, Judged 09/14/2022

First Place

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Elizabeth Mccann September 20, 2022 at 4:10 PM Perfect in its progression and in the repeat "twisting, twisting" that makes my actual chest contract with pain. Elizabeth Constance La France September 20, 2022 at 6:16 PM Elizabeth, thank you so much for the visit and comment on my poem , blessing~

Unseeking Seeker September 14, 2022 at 7:11 PM Deeply melancholic and yet so exquisitely penned is this masterpiece, witnessing the falling away of all that is dear, in slow motion. The bedside rose is impacted too … congrats on your win, Constance Constance La France September 15, 2022 at 3:38 PM Seeker, thank you so much for the lovely comment and compliment and congratulations, blessings ~

Sotto Poet September 14, 2022 at 8:43 AM Constance, my Heartfelt congratulations on winning top placement in my contest. What a great piece of writing. That was something that I enjoyed reading. Constance La France September 14, 2022 at 12:51 PM Sotto, thank you so much for the contest and for my great placement and for the compliment and congratulations, appreciate, blessings ~

Linda Alice Fowler August 13, 2022 at 7:05 AM This is heart-wrenching Constance. A potent, dreamy write. Grief is a powerful emotion. I enjoyed this one very much! Linda Constance La France August 13, 2022 at 9:18 AM Linda, thank you so much for your compassion and compliment, I carry my grief in my heart, I am never without it, you could say it has made me the poet I am, blessings ~ Constance