Constance Poems - Poems about Constance

Addressing the Soup: For Constance

I'm addressing the Poetry Soup community, not with divine words, 
for none of us come close to being righteous. Hurting the feelings 
of poets who have suffered a loss is an act of self-righteousness.


Never would I try to stifle someone's poetic art
The words and phrases from their every thought
Most often their lines come from within

A Dedication To Constance La France And The Love Of Her Life Snuggles

The very first time I saw you, you became a part of me. It was a priceless moment that I will never forget. A little Kitten that was everything that I wanted in my life. I remember taking you home and setting up your area, buying you the healthiest treats it was only the best

Constance in the Woodlands

Constance seizes the forest blissfully
Optimistically merging with skies
Such a spirited sprite spins gleefully 
Tenaciously trying to mesmerize
Astute sages within the high green trees; thus, 
Nymphs seek to sustain a bejeweled prize  
Zestful branches dance with the maiden of
Ardent constancy, delightfully wise.
Lest she be a bird that soars eternally
Escaping the hiding place amongst butterflies
Embraced by

Constance

She walks the path that leads into the night,
She comes out with inspiration and light,
She writes from the deep,
Noble words to keep,
They're blueprints about her sojourn and plight.


September 3, 2024.

Constance Canstinople had Connubial Concentration

Constance Canstinople had connubial concentration
Every date was a grilling, not a joyful celebration.
She spoke of having children with men she barely knew
She stayed single all of her years until she died at ninety-two.

All she wanted was marriage, her nephews and nieces said.
Too bad that she never got to wear her veils and now she’s dead.
But

Constance

Connie.....
the aunt of many words,
of wisdom,
last night i saw you
in a corner of 
the living room,
just a small 
silvery sliver
of light,
a ten second dance
of a fleeting moonbeam,
your presence
divine,
and quick,
just so you could let me know,
that for sure
you're where you're
supposed to be,
and that courageous heroine
that was you all along,
did a simple act
of jumping 
right into the

Blessed To Know Auntie Constance

Her Christian name is Constance, but I call her Auntie Confidence.
She spurts self-assurance as easily as a strawberry popsicle in July.
She oozes confidence. Some of us stand close, hoping it will drip on us.
If you say, “women can’t,” she will show you that this woman can.
Dare I brag, she was the first female engineer in

A Butterscotch Flavored Poem For Constance

there was a little girl 
who saw me and came up to me
and said, 'you are that unseen guy 
who writes poems' 
i nodded my head yes with a smile
and asked her how she knew
she told me that my poems got her
through her many times in the hospital
i asked her what her name was
she said

Keeping Constance At a Distance

Mark gave his honest Instance
Of the very circumstance
In which men kept their distance
From Next-Door Neighbor Constance
Anchoring it in Mischance,
All Adams to take no chance,
As An Embittered Constance
Had thrice shot three from near distance,
Their mouths gaping in Askance, 
Even as their hit bodies did a funny dance …

You mark All Adams, An Embittered Constance 
After ill-luck

Admiring Brilliant Constance

A. B. C. D. Constance La France
Contests helps poets skills to enhance.
Clever with form and theme,
She's the " Alphabet Queen! "
Anger... Bears... Candles... and Dance.


Written 9th March 2022
For the "Paean On Poets Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico

Aw My Feathered Friends

This is my humble tribute to our dear Soup member Constance La France, using some of her poem titles. This is, again,  inspired by the "Title Wave" contest that was sponsored by our Soup member Richard Lamoureux last year. Thank you Richard Lamoureux for the inspiration and thank you dear Constance for the wonderful

Constellation Constance

Constellation Constance was a cat with a curious roar, 
She glowed with star gazer love and light forevermore
We were in awe of her, for she was mystical and more.
From another planet, she landed one night at our front door.

We tried to take her in, but she was an outdoor cat of the night.
She wanted to

Statement of Praise To Constance La France

“Contemplation of self” is an “Art and Love”
“water is life” and a “a walk in nature”
“Without you” i’m “Broken Hearted”
“I Can Be That Child Again”to enjoy my “quietus”

“without you” “The Pen in My Hand” prevaricates
“Essays on Eternal Pages” until  “a door opens”
“changing and shifting” towards a “delicate memory”
“He Gave Her A Book” “live in

Constance

Constance, my friend, like you, I am a dreamer,
treading on the pathless path of fate
tending to the scars on my soul.

Memories have you looking inward,
writing poems that take my breath away,
lamenting how rainy day blues have levied their toll.

You've shown me the beauty of morning dew,
the surreal, unfathomable reverie
of dreamy places, and had me flying

Constance Bee

She grouched, grumbled, griped and groaned.
We complained about her complaining.
She was a pain
Still we lugged her around to all family reunions

She could clear a good story off a picnic table in seconds
Replacing it with something dour, dank, disgusting and depressing
She is our great Aunt Constance Bee. 
Here she comes now, watch the relatives scatter.

Same attitude,

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