Nette Onclaud Poet Tail-rhyme

Blade of Pain

When city lights fade, red to kohl

Sullen this dusk rising to cajole,

Pain beckons its shades

As flickering dreams sail on flights;

To unearth memoirs that recite

Wails stabbed like a blade.
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 The Blues- in tail rhyme<

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Poet Destroyer A March 30, 2014 at 5:09 PM NETTE, Congratulations, enjoyed the win... Love ~Linda

Debbie Guzzi March 27, 2014 at 4:56 PM Congrad's on your win. Light & Love

Dr.Ram Mehta March 25, 2014 at 12:54 AM Very lovely poem. Congratulations on a fine win, nette

Joyce Johnson March 24, 2014 at 7:33 PM Congratulations. This is great.. Glad I wasn't having to judge these. Love, Joyce

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2014 at 5:49 PM the title is very descriptive of this one and that final awesome line. Congrats in the contest, Nette.

Robert Johnson March 24, 2014 at 3:28 PM The cold ice stare into the night. Is all we see of their last flight. Congrats Nette.

Rick Richardson March 19, 2014 at 6:17 AM Love the red to kohl. Sets the tone well. Rick

Demetrios Trifiatis March 11, 2014 at 8:21 AM Inspiring verse reverberating the heart!

Monterey Sirak March 11, 2014 at 7:11 AM I love the gentle motion of the words, 'fading, rising, beckoning, flickering, stabbing' It recreates the feeling of floating helplessly on waves of pain. You are amazing, Nette!

Russell Sivey March 10, 2014 at 10:52 PM Wow, this is quite the depressing write my friend! You have enthralled me by the splendor of this wondrous poem this evening! What a fantastic piece! What a line this is, "Wails stabbed like a blade." a very good conclusion and wrap-up of your poem, Great Work!!

Ken Carroll March 10, 2014 at 3:19 PM Lovely in the moment write Nette!

Sara Kendrick March 10, 2014 at 2:46 PM Way to go with this unique contest entry..Winner for sure in my book..Thanksf for the visits..Sara

Tim Smith March 10, 2014 at 1:20 PM I can feel your emotions nette ....You wail out you pain. I love listening to the Blues and I get to see many great musicians here in Chicago...Tim

Kim Van Breda March 10, 2014 at 1:17 PM PHEW.. read this a couple of times because of the impact of the words. Really awesome poem Nette Xx~Xx

Anne-Lise Andresen March 10, 2014 at 12:34 PM - You're beautiful in your words even though it is sad - Luck in contest !!! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian March 10, 2014 at 12:00 PM I LOVE the feel of this one, Nette! I agree with Richard. You Rock this form. Love the word cajole....To unearth memories that recite...WOW! This one is just so eloquently beautiful! About the contest.....I will go have a look. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 10, 2014 at 10:36 AM You are very good with this form. So much said with such few words. Hugs Rick

Bl Devnath March 10, 2014 at 10:25 AM Hi! my lovely friend, it's a perfect blade of pain to unearth memories to recite. Good luck for this nice piece. loved always, bl