Connie Poems - Poems about Connie

MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND (by Michelle L. LeBlanc 03/16/2025) Dedicated to Connie Steeves Our friendship goes way back I believe we were in grade 3? In our brown and beige uniforms At Lower Coverdale Christian Academy At first, I hung out with your sister But little did I ever know That we would become much closer And our friendship would surely grow...

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Connie was a cheerleader bright white toothed smile bouncing boobs short skirt legs running long through school boy fantasies friday nights her stage crisp November air her makeup Robert was a loner a stoner bad clear down to the core shriveled up inside Salvation Army furniture Batman comics bologna sandwich supper Connie was manicured lawns gardens of flowers white picket fences and stone pathways Norman Rockwell dinners lavender bath soap silk pajamas pink bed spread Robert...

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In a foreign sky, I gaze above And spot those stars I named with love After fellow poets who I dearly miss Their memory still brings me bliss There's Milton, shining bright and strong As if he's still here, where he belongs He was always the leader of our pack Skills and strengths I still admire and lack Close to him is Connie,...

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Amiable Connie --- ready to congratulate with her kind words always Beloved PS friend, bursting-out beautiful affirmations with “blessings” Cheerful and caring, commending with her uplifting comments* Dear mentor to me, a darling teacher whose vibrant spirit is a delight Enriching are her poems; I thank her, I thank** God for her earnestly. *The second to the last comment I...

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in so many words pictures of encouragement... boomerang effect...

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I dream of the Ganges, and her gentle cleansing flow…and the Island Spirit with palm trees swaying, egrets on salty air, hula hips at moonrise and exotic mai tais. Motherhood, caves and caverns, enchanted forests. I latch onto her adventurous flora of fantasy and sentimentality. Riveting reverberations of a souper poet, Connie Marcum Wong, a...

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Sweet golden one, shine like the sun ...

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Connie, your poetry wings are now among the lost our friend, Winged Warrier, I place this heart to you my friend who always saw above us. Your comments of cheer are now lost yet your past still lives on, Blessed with words onto our words will never end. How can these be two now be gone unto heaven? A heart...

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The beauty spilling from your pen and all your passions placed therein, evoked emotions deep within, and if our souls ne’er meet again, I’m blessed to say, I knew you when. Sincerely, Mark...

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I cannot believe Connie is gone. She seemed so young, vibrant and strong. One of the first to encourage on Poetrysoup. Full of praise, encouragement and cheer. Although half way around the world from here. R.I.P. Connie dear....

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Connie Marcum Wong Connie Marcum Wong! Super strong! We held like minded personality and interacted beyond poetry-soup arena. I relished and honoured her every comment touching core of heart. An emotional bond had tied us though without any scope to meet. ...

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Each word, each line she wrote with love, her thoughts so beautiful to read, I knew each time I saw her work, it was a winner, guaranteed! For Connie, a very talented poet & a lovely lady written 12th October for Andrea's contest...

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an enlightened soul you are I am blessed to have known ~ a shinning star...

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Bold poet, Connie Marcum Wong is spent. Feel gentle winds and smile as summer’s heat breaks for a while. Her time has come, sounds heaven’s gong. It’s fall, and though our spirit grieves her vibrant poems soar like leaves. True...

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her poetic gifts soulful reflections of heart ~ faded not in death ...

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