Constance La France Poet Free verse

Tranquility and Peace

I wake (or did I ?)
to a gentle breeze from an open window
and all is peace this morning in my world
except for the singing birds
I stretch and snuggle for a few more winks
then, sighing . . .  
I get up and wash
and put on my favorite tattered jeans
to go for a walk to town . . .
the sky is pastel blue
as I leave my heritage building
and crossing the street
I pass a grey stoned church
at the corner store
I buy a newspaper . . . 
soon, I am sipping sweet coffee
and munching an apple fritter
then, I walk to the library
where I get lost in the thousands of books
for hours it seems and
picking several to take home
I make my backpack too full
as a breezy wind blows me
down the street . . .
past the grey stoned church
and to the door of my heritage home_ 

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September 26, 2012

Poetry/Free Verse/Tranquility and Peace
Copyright Protected, ID 09/26/2012
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, In Dreams
sponsor, Francine Roberts, NA, Judged 10/17/2012

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Phyllis Babcock October 18, 2012 at 10:59 AM Seems like you had a very busy day in your dreams. Wonderful poem for Francine's contest. love phyl

Anne-Lise Andresen September 29, 2012 at 10:02 AM Calm and relaxed poem - beautifully written Constance. Luck in contest !!! ..... wish you a good weekend. - Love oxox Anne-Lise :)

Russell Sivey September 26, 2012 at 2:47 PM This is a fascinating tale of a simple dream, but yet an intriguing dream! I really enjoyed the immensity of calm and peace that your write contained...especially how you were alone all throughout it! What a tremendous and remarkable poem my friend! I love this piece, Great Work!!