Nette Onclaud Poet Verse

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Brittle Wool

In January’s chill, my woe is exposed 
Like a mesh of rough woolen lint
Hanging on thick icicles when hours pale ;
As brittle fleece of dreariness
Grips my pores, longing for a cashmere night.



Battle of Honorable Mentions
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Former Contest using Verse in 5 Lines 

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Poet Destroyer A January 29, 2016 at 8:25 PM Nette, congrats on your WOOLISH win. XOX -LINDA-

Monterey Sirak January 26, 2016 at 6:44 AM Stunning! "a cashmere night" opens up many images. A fav!

Paul Callus January 24, 2016 at 1:49 PM ....back with congratulations, Nette, though a higher placement was anticipated! Hugs // paul

Skat A January 21, 2016 at 12:17 PM Nette, Congrats on your Wooly wool win. Love **SKAT **

James Inman January 21, 2016 at 10:37 AM Sounds so inviting, Nette, I was driving an open boat in 47 degree temps until 2am this morning, cold and weary when I finally fell asleep at 3. Lovely write.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma January 21, 2016 at 4:21 AM Congrats on ur warm winning write nette! Great work!

Dan Cwiak January 21, 2016 at 12:22 AM Warmth is certainly expressed in this winner, Nette. Congrats!

C T January 20, 2016 at 11:22 PM thank you

Paul Callus January 17, 2016 at 3:05 PM Excellent and unique treatment of this wool theme, Nette! Very poetic. Reading it made me feel cold and somewhat sad...but the cashmere night comes with a promise of warm hope. hugs // paul

Duke Beaufort January 17, 2016 at 12:01 PM Cold. Ugh. There is indeed a brittleness to it. It focuses us on trying to be warm.

Constance La France January 17, 2016 at 9:39 AM nette, this is an outstanding write, I am truly loving it 7 ~

CayCay Godwin January 16, 2016 at 6:19 PM Beautiful, Nette ... CayCay

Legendary Legend January 16, 2016 at 1:27 PM sweet....nice and precise.

Andrea Dietrich January 15, 2016 at 6:37 PM oohhh, I love that last line about the cashmere night. you did really well with your metaphor!! soupie

Judy Konos January 15, 2016 at 3:27 PM One has to think while reading this and the thoughts actually made me cold..brrrr

Anne-Lise Andresen January 15, 2016 at 1:15 PM - Cold ...... with you ..... welcome to my world :)))) - An awesome poem, Nette- Luck in contest - Best wishes for a beautiful weekend - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Arthur Vaso January 15, 2016 at 1:15 PM Very stunning, vibrant and beautiful poem Nette!

Rhoma Em January 15, 2016 at 12:24 PM I could feel that melancholy tone as the phrases went on and like how you ended this masterpiece with such yearning.

Manny Paras January 15, 2016 at 12:16 PM Again, you astound! The metaphors give a layered texture to the theme at hand---knits, fleece, cashmere all put together to create an absorbing poem!

Demetrios Trifiatis January 15, 2016 at 10:48 AM Many will be willing to offer you that cashmere night in their arms dear nette! A most excellent verse! A seven!

Miraj Raha January 15, 2016 at 10:23 AM A brilliant poem pulled off of a very mundane subject.Wonderful Nette.

Jan Allison January 15, 2016 at 9:59 AM vivid descriptive imagery Nette - I love the idea of a cashmere night - sounds so luxurious and comforting:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx