Constance La France Poet Personification

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Winding My Tendrils

                      Can you recall seeing me,
      on a country walk perhaps,
winding my tendrils tenderly on a fence?
      I am very tall and grow wild,
            in fields and grasslands found,
and along roads, paths and railroad tracks.
        Tendrils and spikes are my leaves,
           and my flowers are purple trumpets!

                       I crawl and sprawl along.
      Called "Cow Vetches" and cows love me.
I think, I am more beautiful than any Rose!
      I throw my seeds to the wind,
            and they thrive and grow sweetly.
You can find me growing from May to August-
           Stop to admire me but pick me
              and I will die . . . 

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July 23, 2012


Poetry/Personification/Winding My Tendrils
Copyright Protected, ID 07-835-041-23
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France 


Submitted to the Standard contest, A Strand (1048)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 01/10/2022

First Place

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Kim Merryman January 11, 2022 at 4:36 PM A delightful, whimsical write, Constance! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M Constance La France January 11, 2022 at 6:25 PM Kim, thank you for the compliment and congrats, blessing ~ friendship and poetry _Constance

Gary Radice January 11, 2022 at 4:51 AM The beauty of a common weed. The fragility of nature. The hiding in plain sight. You speak of Cow Vetches Constance but you could be talking about human loneliness too. Just some of my thoughts from reading your poem. And sometimes I think too much. :) Cheers - Gary Constance La France January 11, 2022 at 6:27 PM Gary, thank you for the compliment, I wanted to give the week flower a voice, I actually love the wild weeds that grow along the roads in the summer here in Canada ~ friendship and poetry _Constance

Jo Chamberlain January 10, 2022 at 6:36 AM I really enjoyed your poem. This has to be up there with my favourites. Congratulations on your winning placement. Constance La France January 10, 2022 at 1:14 PM Joanna, thank you for the compliment, the comment and congratulations ~ friendship and poetry _Constance

Christuraj Alex January 10, 2022 at 5:12 AM Great story told by the Cow Vetches. Beautifully written. Congratulations! Constance La France January 10, 2022 at 1:15 PM Christuraj, thank you for the compliment and congratulations ~ friendship and poetry _Constance