sprinkling of snowfall
blankets the hardy crocus
winter's last chuckle
AP: 2nd place 2025
Have a day that's full of cheer
I'm sending love to show I care
Pass it on to someone else
Dont keep it all to yourself
Spread some happiness around
Through the lands and through the towns
Don't be stingy let's others see
By using some pleasantry
You can show how to release
Lots of kindness care and peace
I challenge you to take this dare
Sprinkling joyness everywhere
She wears a pale gossamer gown,
aglow with a sprinkling of stardust,
the moon dances with the sea tonight.
He waltzes with her shimmering reflection
in a romantic rhythm that ebbs and flows
until dawn when they whisper, "Farewell."
December 31, 2021
Bite Size Poem #31
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Rain sprinkled on my forehead.
She sprinkled on my nose.
She sprinkled off my freckles.
And went other places sprinkle goes.
Rain dripped past my armpits
She dribbled down my belly.
She oozed past my knees.
Sliding past breakfast jelly.
Rain pooled in my crevices,
Luckily I did not mind being wet.
Sprinkling kind of revs me up
You would know that if we’ve met.
all my beloved glance from stars above
like candles that twinkle in the night sky
and in my dappled dreams they see me weeping
so, they sprinkle twinkling magical STARDUST~
silently from ethereal clusters
and I gather each enchanted piece within my h e a r t _
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June 14, 2020
Poetry/Free Verse/stardust sprinkling down
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1260-398-14
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, STARDUST
sponsor, Nette Onclaud, Judged 06/2020
First Place
Submitted to the Standard contest, A Brian Strand 1096
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 03/26/2022
First Place
her gentle raindrops
sprinkling yellow tulips
welcome in april
a sprinkling of spring
red buds blossom through nude trees...
spring weeds dress the earth
That blurry mirage of sizzling heat
As the trucks passed by, steam rose from concrete
Irvington couldn’t build a swimming pool
But came up with a way to keep kids cool
How I begged my mother to make the walk
For three hours of laughs and silly talk
At noon kids gathered in a cement pit
Sprinklers turned on, we enjoyed each minute
Refreshed, we passed beach balls or we played tag
But mostly we just ran a jig-and-jag
The park had swings, slides and arts and crafts too
But at sprinkler time, none of these would do
In the years before air conditioning
Torrid rays of sun we kids were shunning
Inner city children escaping heat
This was our favorite summer retreat
Moms, kids in swimsuits till showers ended
Ice pops passed out to the towel-tended
On weekends Dad drove us to the seashore
But sprinkler days with Mom I remember more
*For the “Hot Time, Summer in the City” contest