Nette Onclaud Poet Light Verse

Candles of Your Fingers

I miss the candles of your fingers holding mine ,
as we waltz on floors that bathe our dusk.
Seasons glimmer of moist orange,
hands tracing night passages with mirrors
inside our eyes capturing reveries and hymns
of epics written in ashes, on orchids, 
and among seashells.

Yet, I have to part for now
through the sweet ghost of winters lost...
here are your hands ; I give them back to you 
with mine for a while... 
God, how I still miss the candles of your dusk

Posted 6/6/2016

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Anne-Lise Andresen June 16, 2016 at 8:24 AM - A wonderful choice of your own favorite poem to this contest, Nette - Congratulations :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Andrea Dietrich June 11, 2016 at 7:29 PM wow, this is amazing, Nette. sure to be right at the top (unless we all get one's. hahaha) LOVE this.

Casarah Nance June 8, 2016 at 8:02 AM Most of the ghost stories gave me chills and fears, yours was romantic and beautiful, thank you.

Paul Callus June 7, 2016 at 9:34 AM Hi Nette...irrespective of contest results, this is an excellent poem; it's got your trademark signs of poetic richness. I'm always in awe of your mellow pen. Hugs // paul

Richard Lamoureux June 7, 2016 at 7:57 AM I see this piece is on the winners list. Congrats and a big hug.

Richard Lamoureux June 7, 2016 at 12:46 AM So romantic, a great take on the contest.

Matthew Anish June 6, 2016 at 9:19 PM Very sweet words - good luck in the contest! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Anne-Lise Andresen June 6, 2016 at 2:23 PM - A wonderful poem, Nette - I wish you every success in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Franco Gonza June 6, 2016 at 1:29 PM You melt my heart! You are a trailblazer; I can think of no one going where you seem to in your poetry. To me you are in a league all your own.

Miraj Raha June 6, 2016 at 12:39 PM Magnificent poetry nette.Best of luck.

Frederic Parker June 6, 2016 at 10:26 AM sensitive and poetic S2 is a poem in itself..good luck

Demetrios Trifiatis June 6, 2016 at 7:35 AM Fascinating poetry with expressions of sublime poetic ardor dear,nette! A seven!

Cyndi Macmillan June 6, 2016 at 6:12 AM I'm about to go into the morning boogie routine... and stopped to read your poetry. Oh, hon... love this! nails tracing nocturnal passages... nnnnnnnn.... so good. and the last line, both soft and sharp... somehow both bitter and poignant, as all grief feels... and my favourite... epics written in ashes, on orchids and among seashells. Truly sublime poetry, lady. One of your best, yet... love and hugs

Carly Lalion June 6, 2016 at 2:16 AM Extremely touching! I am misty-eyed reading this remarkable poem filled with poignant images!