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So if this be the last song I sing,
Let it be more beautiful and haunting
Than anything I have performed on this earth before.
Let the open night echo my words
In pity
For no one will ever respond anymore.
Let my unanswered call
Coil the chain around my neck and restrain me to this branch
As I break the silence of my lonely demise.
I sing, not to be heard,
But to remind myself that I am it:
This is the end.
Hear the echo. Isn’t it beautiful?
To hear the voice of death.
Perhaps it sounds familiar; like the voice of a friend…
How many songs, howls and cries have you heard,
Unaware that there will never be another one like it again?
I am alone in a world filled with life.
Life that is collapsing in on itself.
I was born dead.
But at least then I was not alone.
Now, I sing with the diminishing hope that someone will answer.
But I know Death will sooner reach me.
And when that happens
I will be free.
7/11/12
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Lost, freaked out, unwanted
It is always the same
Stuck in a life that will always be claimed
Change makes me hurl
Excites the world—uncurls the curl
There is evidence of your death here
You are gone forever, drained by fear
My defenses are obviously gone
Though to begin with they were never strong
Never strong
Weakened by the absences
Weakened by lament
Meshed in a thousand trances
Croaked and bent
I am ashamed and stricken by lies
Hollow goodbyes
STOP FORGETTING ME
STOP RESENTING ME
Give me a break
Don’t break me, you snake!
Lift out your fangs and sink inside
Your venom remedy will keep me alive
If you are to attack, this is your best bet
Leave none of me behind and shed your regret
I designed your scales—your burning skins
Locked in hate and chained by sins
But whatever you do, don’t let me win
Because my end is soon at hand
And the graves welcome me back. . .
There is evidence of your death here
You have shed your regret and a tear
You are gone forever—my defenses are gone
Who won?
Who the hell won?
My son David died last year on my Grandson's 12th birthday
Now my HEART is broken tears are never far away
I cannot understand it when I am still alive
Why does God take my dear son at the age of 55
My son was handsome before he became ill
He was emaciated. a very bitter pill
I still saw the GREEN eyed handsome man with DARK HAIR
And his BEAUTIFUL soul and trusting stare
We often sat in SILENCE there was no need for more
Actions speak louder than words with someone you adore
David became BREATHLESS, gasping for breath
He and I did not need words we knew he was near death
I could not bear to lose him it was something to dread
He would no longer be attached to me by that umbilical THREAD
Just after Christmas, we had a call to say the inevitable had happened
My son had passed away
The pit I fell into was FATHOMLESS and deep
I could not find solace, comfort or sleep
I feel David's presence every second of each day
He has found peace, at last, I no longer hope and pray
I know the BIRDS will be singing when I meet my son again
We will be united in a place where we will remain
Amen
4 March 2020
I'm still a captive of memory.
It's like I am re-reading an ancient diary.
That decade-old loss still haunts me,
in my dream every night I see
that I am losing thee.
But you have already gone
to the unknown.
And I'm still here, can't flee.
Your absence still hurt me.
Your love is still as fresh as a new day,
still as firm as the Sun.
I am nourishing it still,
I will die with it may!
I can't convey, I can't say.
The only thing I can do is,
I can write with my whole heart,
that's my way
to continue this life of dismay.
No new wound can ever hurt me,
as your absence gnaw me.
I don't know when this nightmare will stop chasing me!
When I will stop seeing that,
I am getting back you every night in my dream and losing thee!
I'm still a captive of my old favorite memory.
Which I am re-reading,
into which I'm re-living,
like a drunk, still addicted to thee.
Don't know when I can move on
when I will be succeeded to flee!
Still a captive of your memory.
"mommy, I have things to tell you small things
and big things, things only you will understand."
Quote by _Constance
just the other day I came across a picture
of you with your horse
and I was amazed to see how much we look alike
could it be true that you are just words
upon cold stone
oh, my quiet, beautiful and kind Jacqueline
it is unbelievable you left this world
just after Mother's Day
now, entangled, meshed, intertwined
are our souls for eternity
the meaning of love and so much more
is what you left with me
and I am so proud to be the daughter
of one such as you
mommy, not a day goes by
that you are not in my heart
especially on each Mother's Day
oh, how my heart is shattered
and my thoughts are scattered
with sadness for your sad death
and the day of your last breath
I recall that sweet May day
with the songs of birds so gay
after- I strolled in the blue
where a bird came (I think was you)
I promised to plant you a garden bright
with flowers swaying and birds in flight
each May- I will do this to honor you
I will plant a garden calm and tranquil
oh, how my heart is shattered
and my thoughts are scattered
_________________________
May 14, 2023
Poetry/Free Verse/For My Mother, Jacqueline
Copyright Protected, 05-1547-310-14
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
(This is a fictional poem)
I pray to God and beg him to let me die.
Life gets harder as each day goes by.
I fed a man some crab and he started getting ill.
He desperately needed to take some pills.
But he didn't have his pills on him and he died before the ambulance arrived.
It's my fault that he's no longer alive.
I didn't know that he was allergic to shellfish.
I keep begging for death but will God grant my wish?
I wish I would've told him it was crab before he ate it.
I'm responsible for his death and I hate it.
He was so young, he had just turned twenty-one.
I can't live with myself after what I've done.
People remind me that it was an accident and they say I shouldn't punish myself
in this way.
But I will still beg to die when I pray.
Just two years earlier his wife gave birth to twins.
Because of me, they'll never see him again.
There hasn't been a day gone by that I haven't cried.
If God won't end my life, should I consider suicide?
Form:
Death defying judgement.
Standing on a cliff in front of a sadistic sea,
A saddened soul turns his back on all humanity,
Seeking a sad Death instead of human company.
He sees his easy Death as an end to misery.
He need not be judged by God.
Sitting on the ground in a field of silent hay,
With a gun in her mouth at the end of a tough day,
A lonely girl doesn’t see bright colours only grey,
She faces Death as if revenge was the only way.
She need not be judged by God.
A dear old lady in pain asks to be put to sleep.
She begs her devout husband with a love so deep,
She cannot bare the constant pain and begins to weep,
She asks to be seen in the memories he will keep.
She need not be judged by God.
Others fear a wretched judgment by God after Death,
But a lifetime of fear and loathing and loss of breath,
The clear self judgement of a gentle soul is so tough,
The way you face your certain Death is judgement enough.
Forgotten life
Forgotten life, loosed love, broken heart, death laughing on the sky
A souring soul lost, its dead desire was slain, death laughing on the sky
Destroyed life is gone, its far soul was despised, death laughing on the sky
My spirit is far
Distance
No more desire
Forgotten desire, deleted fate, smiling death. Brother. Happy dark sky
Missing spirit. No more swimming in the ocean. Death smiling on the mirror of the ocean
Killed life is already far. Poor. Soul was a trampled soul. Death smiling on the mirror of the ocean
My spirit is far
Distance
No more desire
Forgotten fate, destroyed faith, sad death. Brother. Happy dark sky
Dead life. No more beer in the pub. In my favorite pub. Death sleeping in the sky
Life is far and far, no more light. The world is poor. Illusion. Death smiling on the mirror of life
My spirit is far
Distance
No more desire
Their blood is red and hides beneath their skin,
They bleed and scream aloud when they are killed,
We call them beasts, but they are human's kin,
They beg for life when furry skins are peeled.
A bit of kindness is their sole demand
For survival and for a healthy earth.
The rhino who's been slain with an iron brand,
Wanted to play around the fields in mirth.
But now she strives to catch her final breath,
While gasping, panting in futility
Before she dies a slow and painful death,
Without accursing whole humanity.
Her two rare horns beckoned untimely end
To her life, which adorns the woody clime,
While on a stag, sad death still does impend,
His antlers would provoke men commit a crime.
For them this forest air secretly weeps,
I hear the dirge in sobs of shady leaves,
'They'll be extinct', a murmuring voice creeps,
And for lost human kindness mourns and grieves.
Date: 9th June, 2020
Kindness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina Riddle
Wrapped In Black Chains
The motto is that love should last forever
That true love can withstand the strongest storm
And yet here I stand chained to my own heart
A prisoner to feelings I don't want to have
Through years of bliss my heart held together
Everything was going perfect until a crack appeared
And then more cracks joined that single crack
And the picture was far from perfect now
I've become an Angel of Death, brooding on the past
Wrapped in the chains of a forever bleak present
Knowing my future might be little more than a black cloud
Perhaps the weight of the chains will crush me first
I wanted to believe that love could withstand it all
That I would never be an Angel of Death again
But now here I stand with scarlet eyes filled with tears
They engulf me like the crashing waves of a tsunami
But I can still smile sarcastically as I tape my heart together
Knowing that I will never be pure nor wholesome ever again
That this time I will never revert back from being what I am:
An Angel of Death wrapped in black chains