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Woke up this morn with sunbeams on the wall
and smiled to see no rain was on the way!
From opened window, heard a Robin call-
and knew a perfect day was on display.
And, then at once, my mind did turn away
to realize agendaless I was!
Exuberance took over in applause!
Today, I'll walk the countryside in bliss
enjoying nature sans my workday laws-
and stresses from to-do lists- will not miss!
A leisure shower- then my coffee done,
the nearby bubbling stream now beckons me.
I watch the ripples glowing in the sun
cascading over rocks- a splashing spree!
Then, in the distance sunflowers, I see-
their golden faces swaying in the breeze,
along with dancing reeds of willow trees.
Exuberant, I join in nature's dance!
Agendaless, this day is sure to please-
enjoying this uplifting happenstance!
November 5, 2021
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as a child I had an unwritten history in this world
blind, wailing and unaware, totally helpless
crying is all I knew of life at that time
deep in my throbbing heart a love was born
every day I was kissed and hugged by mother
full of wild mirth and infant joy, I laughed and smiled
gone now is that love for she lays in her tomb
hanging my head I write poems, pages and pages
in my soul I keep the memories from gathering dust
just yesterday, I reminisced a happy day of us
keeping the love from being lost, I write and write
look at me with your sad eyes
mother, I will paint poems full of love and grief
now and then, I gaze at the past with quivering tears
oh, and with my throbbing heart memories flow
past the clicking, ticking clock of life, I remove the dust
quietly, I bow my head at your tomb and let tears fall
returning often to clean the cold, weathered stone
sweet memories, memories, memories is all I have
till my last breath, no dust shall gather
until we meet beyond this domain of earth, I keep
visions of a realm where your beautiful soul sleeps
whatever time has destroyed, I must strive to remove the dust
xanadu, a garden lovely is where I dream that you dwell
your memory will never, ever, ever, ever gather dust, for
zillions of years from now my poetry will speak of deep love
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February 26, 2015
Poetry/Abecedarian/I write poems, pages and pages
Copyright Protected, ID 02-644-734-25
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La FRance
For the Standard contest, Gathering Dust,
sponsor, John Lawless, Judged 03/2015
Second Place
his parents had never met his girl
she had not said a thing about going with him to Christmas
Their love was new, she had moved in less than a month ago
He really liked her
She was personable, friendly, kind
Empathetic, and gorgeous
But how would they react?
He did not know if he wanted her introduced to their madness
Going without her seemed logical
He had made his mind up
He would travel back to Ohio by himself
Until he came into the kitchen and saw her
She was humming to Christmas music
decorating a little tree, with her hair up
Oblivious to anything but joy
She was exactly like his mother!
He knew at this minute he was buying two tickets
Unsure now if he could go another day without her
She turned and gave him a gorgeous smile
He had never seen such caring eyes
I saw a picture of my mother,
when she was young – just a teen.
My heart was stirred because in that photo,
I could see the inklings of a heart –
who would quiet my fears,
wipe away my tears,
offer me hope through the many years…
this was a picture that caused me to smile,
because in her image – I could see a light
that comes to those who know Him, the joy
of my life – this man who came to save us…
from the worst that comes in life –
from the shadows of doubt,
from the darkest clouds,
from the storms that shout,
from the worries and the proud,
from the self who is king,
until we glimpse the One who is everything,
the King of Kings… the light that breaths…
in that picture, looking back at me
I could see the hope, the faith, the love
that had been brought to my life – through her,
the woman who I knew as “Mama or Mother”
the woman who I knew as my best friend,
the woman whose love would teach my heart to see…
this Jesus who is love, this Jesus who is King
because without the Son of God…
there would be no reason for this season,
when Christmas is celebrated by those who believe….
this is the reason – the love conceived
by the hearts who know Him as Savior and King,
by this heart who can see Him in the eyes of a friend,
the woman who taught me to reach out in faith,
to listen to the One who came to earth to save,
to feel the assurance of a love that is stronger than we can know,
a love that was sent to us by the One who created us,
a love that means we can know – the King of grace,
the King of faith, the King of this world and the King of everything.
Because I know Him and yearn to show Him
that love this alive will forever survive,
inside this woman I call “Mother” and inside of me,
because we both agree… He is the love that we believe,
He is the answer to every need, the hope that freed,
the One who came to save and, oh yes, I BELIEVE!
Mind winding
Blade twisting
Always here but so distant
Nothing more then a rock in the pavement
Always wondering when ill get my payment
Letting go slowly then rising right after
Why am i stuck in this cold hot shower
Stuck in missing things so dire
Often ending up stranded with a flat tire
Then playing with wires sometimes creating something new
Sometimes wishing itd start a fire
Without any burning desire
Will i die or will i rise in this fire
Why even bother messing with it
When it always finds a way to you out of the blue
Always feeling to loose never in place
Like a broken window or picture frame
Where the memories stay in place but nothing changes
Always ending up shattered and scattered
Mentally screaming and pleading
That the cycle wont keep repeating
I know i should be ok but how when everything eventually falls down
Oh just how i wish i knew how
THE SILENT LOVER
I knew well, you fell in love with me
Your eyes reflected ardent ardor
But it seemed blunt, not sparkling splendor.
Felt pity yet no weakness.
You were not the right person
Most ordinary version,
not my Mr. Perfect with desired intellect.
My blooming youth with promising present
and aspiring future was the prime truth.
Your eagerness to come close seemed ridiculous to me.
It was oblivious not to reciprocate!
On long journey of life, such trivial happenstances may appear
quite natural, I did not indulge and chose my own way.
Time passed by.
Now still static old age lying supine
on burnt ashes of dynamic youth revealing ruthless truth.
Lamentation of losing your modest lavender love
secreted nectar of amorous flow oozing from abyss of my heart
yielding a pearl of dolor.
Now no way left to adore you with my pearly passion.
07/07/20
Third Place
'The One That Got Away' Contest by Silent One
Woman, when it came to loving me
I knew I was always second best
But can you tell me why you had to
always leave my heart in such a mess
You kept me hidden in your darkness
placed me on your shelf with all the rest
Until you needed a heart to break
then you would tell me you loved me best
You would show me off to all your friends
fill me up with all your hopes and lies
Seems you got your kicks from hurting me
just like pulling the wings off of flies
I’ve tried so hard to stand up to you
oh, how I have prayed to God above
To please reach into this heart of mine
and carry away all of my love
Still I hope someday you’ll settle down
and need the love you’ve always suppressed
Then you might ask for my company
and know I was never second best
Heart to heart we live as one inside this castle for two
soulmates for life we hoped, but we never really knew
Hands interlocked, shoulder to shoulder , we toiled all day
only the bathe in the night by a moonlight's inlay
Heart to heart we loved each other like never before
believing in each other no matter what God had in store
Lips to lips we kissed like children in the garden of love
seeded and homegrown we grew like flowers, beloved
Heart to heart we grew old together and lived as one
walking side by side we savored every moment in the sun
Face to face we watched each other grow and change
knowing that I love yous were always in our vocal range
Heart to heart we shall live until God takes us both away,
to that Castle in the sky where we will live forever this way !
Love, Mystic Rose
Remind me, Remind me
You saw my occiput first
You witnessed my first step
If ever I do forget, please Remind me
You were with me on life's road mark
Before the whistle asked us to start
.
If ever I do forget, please Remind me
You knew my principle before the race
If ever I trade that to quicken my pace,
Please Remind me
You saw the energy with which I dashed
If ever some extinguishing tides get it crashed,
Please Remind me.
You saw my reverence for the rules
If ever for anything, I give observers some clues,
Please Remind me
I may remember, but Life's road sometimes messes with my mind
So I need that one to remind me when I am out of line
And there's none but you my friend!!! ,
When you need me too , I will be available till the end.
Please Remind me
Daisy was a bossy cow
How she loved to rule the herd
The other cows detested her
Yet they dared not moo a word
Daisy would moo and moo all day
Whilst the other cows chewed the cud
She gave her loud opinions
Whilst the other cows landed the stud
One day Daisy met up with the local bull
He really was a handsome chap
She fluttered her eyelashes for she was on the pull
But her bossy ways were a handicap
The bull mated with all the other cows
Poor Daisy’s nose was put out of joint
He hated her attitude she was very rude
Yet she still tried to argue the point
The louder and louder Daisy mooed
Made the other cows back away
The bull turned on his heels and left the field
And left Daisy alone eating hay
Now Daisy was the farmer’s oldest
And as bossy as the farmers wife
He knew for the sure the old cow was the coldest
Sure they both gave him tons of strife
So when the butcher came to town
To bargain for cheap cows all around
The farmer smiled and sent them both on down
Let the poor butcher figure which old cow to drown!
My 900th poem I wanted it to be a fun write
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