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Premium Member Her

Digging deep into my mind
Past the guilt and invisible binds
A soul is stirring so impatiently.
Who is that other person I might find?

I know she’s in there somewhere.
Standing tall and strong
This me scared of my shadow.
While she’s has been there all along

The other me inside is beating.
Beating hard against my chest
I keep her locked away and imprisoned.
Afraid someone will like her best.

For she was wild and frivolous
With no concern who knew
Broken hearts a spinning carousel
As she served a noxious stew.

Yes, I remember her vividly.
Rebellious with defiant eyes
Underneath a web of deceit
To get tangled in her flawless lies.
 
Discerning and cunning 
she’d spit you back in your own face.
Some days played along the dirty game,
ever cautious of the pace. 

Her dance was bare and haughty,
her body on constant display
never cared who was watching,
when she came out to play.

Laughter loud and boosting
her smile a clever shine.,
Never to trust her intentions
for she’d cross you every time

Voices sharp and cutting
Musical notes that produced no sound
Her world was vast and open,
bur feet never got off the ground.

She is the person I once was,
and sometimes I still wish to be.
its best she stays locked away.
Buried deep the broken key.

I’d still like to pick out parts of her,
but cautious of what I would share.
Piece us together internally
For we’d make a perfect pair

Nonetheless my fierce warrior
Reining resilient and supreme
Running restless and heroic
as I see her in my dreams.

Flipping through the errors of life
Correcting every mistake
A different existence without fault
In the decisions that I now make.

These days I sit behind a desk.
Shrinking more and more each day
Discontented but surrendered.
For this is the price I now must pay.

Every misdeed has a consequence,
and consequences hold a return.
Flashing shadows of yesterdays
In the lessons you must learn.
Form: Rhyme


Attachments

Like paths never meant to cross, we meet as strangers
Like twilight vanishing in minutes, we linger in each other's minds
Like seasons destined to repeat, we hope to meet again
Like those lines that touch but once, we strike in the quietest ways

Stealing glances through the crowd, acting worlds apart
staying calm amidst the chaos, to steady the other's heart
More tangled than a friendship, yet it claims no certain name
perhaps it's only in the mind, where silent truths remain

Like candles flickering out, this could end at any moment
Like winds that build into a storm, our passion takes its turn
Like letters sent but returned, bearing no reply,
Like voids only we heal, these attachments never leave our side!

Premium Member 'whispering Old Cemetery'

I came across an old cemetery today while exploring,
     Full of broken, toppled headstones and tangled weeds;
There was a deep hush, a whisper and a sigh, I felt tears,
          My tears were falling for long dead souls forgotten.

A tree's roots are entwined around an old, tilted stone,
     In loving memory of my husband George, born Feb, 1882;
Oh, George you were loved very much once upon a time,
           God took him, but he will not be forgotten, engraved.

And I am of the age of Aquarius too, just like you,
    I love violets and everything purple, and I am so mellow;
Oh, George were you a deep thinker, sensitive, creative,
           I get hurt easily and I always want to help people.
            
Be at peace George in your decay and ravaged grave,
     Listen to the twittering of birds this bright sunny day;
Promise, promise, I will be back to lay some purple violets,
          Forever now, dear soul, you will dwell in my heart.

Now, be still George, I heard your whisper  . . . 

____________________________
May 17, 2020


Originally posted April 28, 2016


Poetry/Verse/'Whispering Old Cemetery'
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1252-780-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Form: Verse

Love Tips Over

Silent mundane tranquil life takes a sudden lurch. 
In fervidness of Big Bang, fiery whirlwind takes birth. 
Like an untamed wild deer, two souls are set on fire
In cold callous chaotic world, love tips over, lights a chandelier.

As effervescence entice blood in champagne, inhibitions sink.....
He is so irresistible, blissful, charming, safe...
She is so soft, beautiful, electric, stunning....
A plethora of adoring, love tips over profound reverence.

A constant thirst kindles the thrilling hangover
The hunger is so strong to indulge in each other.
Infected in disquietude of his air, she destroys feminine silence,
Two hearts in jukebox, love tips over esthetic resonance. 

Amorousness of desire bathed pure in veneration,
No longer ashamed in vehemence of embraces.
A perpetual panorama, every minute of every day...
A restless wave tips over, touches the shore to say.....
................"I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU"............. 
Two stars in the night sky disappear together....
May symphony of lights play, in their tangled path forever.




9th February 2019
Theme :Free Verse on Love using given 10 words
amorousness, hunger, thirst, vehemence, 
perpetual, disquietude, effervescence, fervidness
reverence and veneration 
Sponsor Lu Loo

Premium Member Sights and Whispers Unite

Within my breast  a  promise  of  earth   splendor  

 Jovial  sapphire   lake  sheer  blackness cliffs


Kempt,  sights  amid  whispers  Spirit  renders 

 Lithe   shadows  of  spike  pines  manifest  quiffs


 Meek   pink  aurora  waning   like  a  thief  

Neighboring   Big  Dippers  pouring  , springs  scars 


Operatic skies speckled  stars relief  

 Picturesque  Moon rises  as   well   as  Mars 


Quelled  waft   and   sounds  blows  through  the hours of  night  

 Reflective   flow  of  spring   beside  banks  ends 


 Sacred  of God's  earth   splendor   faintly   light  

 Thrilling   sublime  sights  and  whispers  descends


Unhurried choices amongst no worries

 Venturesome challenges though tangled  miles 


 Whimsical splendor  rich untold journeys  

 Xanthous uniform through seasonal smiles




9/12/2016
Note; Crater Lake National Park’s Oregon
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Sunset Town

The lawyer is calling 
Or the Hawk is coming 
But the rockets land the same 
In Sunset Town, 
They all go to ground 
Maybe back from where they came 

The rodents and rocks 
The zombies in socks 
The big gala at the earth's core 
I don’t wanna travel 
And I don’t want no babble 
Can’t take the pressure no more 

‘Cause here we are livin’ in Sunset Town 
The great coup de grace for the West 
Let’s stay up ‘til nine with our moonshine and vines 
Gettin’ tangled in the dreams we loved best 

When the big missile launch
Rears its head around dawn, 
You won’t find me in no basement; 
I’ll be out in the reeds
With my riotous deeds 
No remorse and no replacement 

We all gonna party 
With Thomases Hardy and Pynchon — 
It’s gonna be grand 
And when the Good Lord Jesus 
Both blesses and sneezes, 
The Seventh Lamb will fire the band 

‘Cause here we are livin’ in Sunset Town 
The great coup de grace for the West 
Let’s stay up ‘til nine with our moonshine and vines 
Gettin’ tangled in the dreams we loved best 

Now there’s no desecratin’ 
Or deprecatin’ 
When Satan’s got his people to serve
Let’s go riding with sin 
Since we’re all wired in
To that unified bundle of  nerves 

Yes here we are livin’ in Sunset Town 
The great coup de grace for the West 
Let’s stay up ‘til nine with our moonshine and vines 
Gettin’ tangled in the dreams we loved best
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Ten: a Dark Love Story

I travel in time twenty-five years
And see my lover in the passenger seat
Shifting currents gliding us toward
The tangled fates that we must meet

So many reasons why to go 
But I can't see beyond these walls of stone
The oceans between us only grow
And who we are truly can't be known

You hold out a tattered glove 
And remember the coming winter chill
I scratch out your name on the wall
And meekly accept my morning pill

I will send you a thought like a butterfly
That at least we're both still alive
You will chase it away with a whispering hand
The very moment it does arrive

August 27, 2016
For "Rock 'n Roll Rhyme Fest" poetry contest
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member burgundy bliss

i g n o r a n c e~
is a rhyme without soul
an art of f a d i n g into oblivion...
like crestfallen tulips 
twirling through tethered rays
in the midst of seething sighs...
and I am more than the
blazing thorn
of a phoenix rose moon,
 infused in scarlet elixirs
 of a sorcerous twilight,
weaving l o v e 
         in golden glows
amidst double-flamed scales 
burning my velvety h e a r t...
    pondering, would you 
be the galactic gardener 
that waters 
   my weathered spirit
when I am but
 a mere memento~ 
 tangled in 
         vindictive vines of vanity,
for I have a voice 
        I sing in garnet grace...

if tomorrow 
you feel my heartbeat 
between vintage verses
of a scentless sonnet 
long forgotten,     and  e r a s e d 
remember,
 I am the silk and sage
     and the untamable 
 silhouette 
             of a balmy blossom
that refuses to breathe
 in the ossuary 
         of perished petals,
               and wrinkled dreams,
ostracized by 
          chauvinistic thistles 
                     and unpolished ink 
  pricking the soft stems
      facing cyclones of greed
c i r c l i n g 
           in sheer arrogance....
 
tonight  I trace the hyacinth heat
of unwavering zest,
         drawing sanguine 
smoke of love
            with winged gossamer
tied to the redolent roots
        of unblemished skylines
while crocheting 
             petrichor promises
unto the backbone of
           a nocturnal garden,
where handmade 
wreaths of hope and faith
feel softer than lunar light~
 as this heart resembles
       a maternal bouquet 
                         of burgundy b l i s s ...
a woman who heeds not
                     misogynistic mantras ...

Premium Member Among Hues

 
I love nature at dawn in the forest tangled
where birds sing sweet rhapsodies unseen
and how leaves drip, drip with rainwater
oh, the wild horses are running and leaping,
down forest paths and faded meadows
stopping at a forest stream for a drink
I am in awe with all the beauty that is mine
that inspires my poetic pen to dream
among hues of orange, yellow and gold 

_______________________
February 11, 2021


Poetry/Verse/among hues
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1327-739-11
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France


Written for the Standard contest, All Yours (Feb 12)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 02/12/2012
Form: Verse

Echoes of Time

I. Birth

From unknown depths, I'm tenderly born,
Seeking truths unshown, my quest begins,
In dreams, I embrace life's tangled sin,
A soul's journey, as time is torn.

II. Love's Embrace

In love's solace, we find our respite,
Hearts entwined, conquering mountains steep,
A haven built where souls forever keep,
Embracing love's seasons, day and night.

III. Echoes of Pain

Within these veins, echoes of my plight,
Scars and lessons, strength I attain,
Mending pieces, healing others' pain,
Resilience burning, love's eternal light.

IV. Dreams Unveiled

In dreams, my spirit takes ethereal flight,
Beyond mortal confines, truth's grand design,
A glimpse of stars in darkness they align,
In dream's elixir, eternal delight.

V. Time's Surrender

In time's embrace, peace finds its place,
Moments pass, heartbeats draw me near,
Surrendering, joy's essence is clear,
A fragile tapestry, life's eternal grace.

VI. Wisdom's Well

From life's wellspring, wisdom's grace flows,
Lessons learned, guiding my inner guide,
Strength to face challenges, not hide,
Growing wiser, a journey that bestows.

VII. Serenade of Silence

In silence's embrace, reprieve unfolds,
A sanctuary for my weary soul,
Whispers of the universe, stories untold,
Stillness reveals truths yet untold.

VIII. Timeless Legacy

As time's symphony nears its finale,
I stand, fate's precipice at my feet,
A life's legacy, love's eternal beat,
Imprinted on hearts, forever rally.
Form: Sonnet

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