Constanza Poems - Poems about Constanza

Autumn delights sporting red dye Painting meadows in crimson themes Charming thrills of amorous dreams. Where parching breaths of maple sigh Zephyrs groove lilting amber breeze Swaying rhythms of colorful trees. How season’s golden passions vie Waltzing glamor of stolen glance As leaves chromatic whirl, and dance. Sights lovesome gazing sapphire sky Frolic with stars of moonlit night Lauding sparkles of twinkles bright. Hoisting desires of romance...

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We are created to create. A shared foundation is instilled, Diversely skilled, we join and build. Equipped with tools to navigate. Faith guides but will not implement, Make use of this free will we're sent. We have a say in our own fate. Walk on and earn what you can't give, Be worthy of this life and live. Each day’s a gift, participate. Potential lies...

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Constanza, a solely unique classical form With a smooth, serene and splendid poetic norm Connie through experimentation invented And presented to us, co-poets, like bouquet scented Spreads its fragrance in many a poetic group Besides being blessing to the Poetry Soup...! 29 October 2022 Short Connie Tributes - How Did Connie Marcum Wong Inspire You Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich...

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Death took you like a sneak thief Just before Autumn gold appeared The time of year your soul revered Proving that life is all too brief The loss too vivid to comprehend My beautiful gracious lady friend O magic of a single Autumn leaf The beauty of your soul in heaven rests Away from strife and life’s tempests It isn’t enough...

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Autumn – Constanza The season that I like the most; who cares for callow, shallow youth? The young know nothing, that’s the truth. With swallows, on their trip engrossed, I, too, feel atavistic yearning to celebrate the season’s turning. And chestnuts in the fire, to roast, with rosy apples, ripened sloe, give off a fragrance old folks know. That August sun, so swift to boast, is...

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Blest with wondrous color delight Fall majestically stands out Thanking God* midst nature’s praise-shout. Autumn’s glow does capture spotlight Exposing iridescent tints Golden leaves beyond orange flints. Foliage radiates great sight Inspiring artists to blend hues Shades of red, brown, green, yellow views. Amidst sunset bursts, fiercely bright Poets triumph with hopeful bliss Resplendent scene heart cannot miss. Propelling grand celestial flight Autumn highlights beauteous chrome As soul...

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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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Dancing past the vibrant embrace Leaves tempting the earth with their praise Visions ~ joyful hearts will amaze Laughter healing with gentle grace Trembling trees, naked of their breath Welcoming the season of death Glowing light that dark can't erase Passionate fires in crispy hues Silent shouts from souls who enthuse Stirring of dreams brought face-to-face With peace so wonderous it warms Hearts ~ even in...

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Autumn Constanza Autumn on azure ambient. Flowers in saffron and crimson. Shimmering Sun on orison. ...

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Colors she wowed in autumn's praise Where tinted leaves turn fiery red, Where gamboge dye prairies imbed. Meadows winsome in crimson blaze Inspired poems of heartfelt themes Strumming passions of season's dreams. Vying glimpse of her moonlit gaze Resplendent motifs whirled in dance Pleasing poise of her gifted stance. Lauding grandeur of gilded glaze Lyrics she wrote in flawless rhyme, How Connie's verses transcend time! Swaying rhythms...

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Leaves, like reprobate angels, fall Trees, nude gods (?), welcome the winter Rainbow colors on sky-linter...? Birds, their hatchlings, to go home, call Days, like shade of low-grade jade, fade Nights slow-down, of their dusk, afraid Frenzy fog tries to spread its shawl Dewdrops fill the lips of fresh blooms Humble grass plume, mesmerized, zooms Sun, on sea-front, performs cool-crawl Moon marches...

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Autumn leaves falling, makes us sigh The arid ground is beautified Why for then should death be decried When life force ebbs and death draws nigh It’s but a time for transition Gaining in heaven admission Dark and lonely, seems the night sky Motionless, save a shooting star Wondrous, we look on from afar In truth there’s no final goodbye For we’re all...

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Summer is withering away The earth no more is seen in green Colourful blooms, no longer seen The sky is dappled with clouds gray The sun has lost its golden sheen Dales deep, veiled in foggy screen Autumn leaves litter the byway When wintry gales shake the pine trees, Acorns drop, presenting a maze. Trees in multi shades line the way Indeed a delight for...

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A Constanza in dedication to Connie Marcum Wong Her pensive soul was caught awhile sailing on the whispering breeze that spoke life's secrets in the trees. She thought of all her Earthly trials, yet not forsaken in their midst - embraced by all good fortune kissed. The journey long, across the miles, to where the islands hugged the sea and all of love...

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Connie loved the harvest of time She loved her days in Hawaii Of being happy and carefree Her seasons, like life, filled with chime Everyday was a Thanksgiving The land by sea everliving From winter to fall it's a rhyme Paradise is the same year round Her skip thru the beach always browned She looked at her fall's being prime She mused her path...

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