Nette Onclaud Poet Dramatic Monologue

Christ-Like Impressions

I am stilled by the rustle
from maples breathing 
as if their whiffs understand
 my untold ancestry...
This lineage from David 
to Moses carrying me
along  boundless boundaries where 
the Messiah walk on sea
and turns water into wine...
If I so believe

Perhaps, I am getting old
maybe wise enough
to scrape my flesh 
amid bundled journals,
Unearthed by many biblical pages
still to come. And go.
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And know that I am with you always; yes,
 to the end of time.' --Jesus Christ
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Contest of Anthony Slausen
6/18/2016

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Marilyn Williams July 7, 2016 at 7:40 PM Thoughtful but poignant. Great! Marilyn

Kim Merryman July 4, 2016 at 1:25 PM Amazing descriptive language expressing deep thoughts. Beautiful, Nette! Congrats!

John Watt July 2, 2016 at 3:19 PM Nette, beautifully worded prayer. Heartfelt, impassioned, laced with scriptural references, fighting the internal battles yet ending with hope and submission. I can so relate to the line, "these ashen tears bathed by waves of my own discontent." Congrats on your placement in the contest. Blessings ~ John

Connie Marcum Wong July 2, 2016 at 1:22 AM This is profound and so outstanding Nette! Congratulations on your high placement! ;)

Funom Makama June 20, 2016 at 6:09 AM This is absolutely brilliant. Well done.

Eve Roper June 18, 2016 at 9:09 PM Your words of inspiration of God's blessing is enjoyable to read a fav. and 10++++ . Thank you so much for always reading my poems. Hugs Eve

Gabby Sabre June 18, 2016 at 1:13 PM This is a heavenly poem.You are so connected with Christ in a most personal, unrestricted manner. I wish I could talk to Him about my misgivings and be uplifted.

Moon Flower June 18, 2016 at 4:51 AM An inspirational poem about humility. Simply beautiful and inspiring, Nette. Hugs. Thanks for every comment you made to my poems, by the way. They make me more motivated. ;)

Amelie Mara June 17, 2016 at 6:00 PM After confusion, catharsis--- a transformation. The spill of guts is how we speak to the Lord-- nothing is left to censor, thus, an intimate poem, a full exposure so well imparted! Salute to you!

Daniel Turner June 17, 2016 at 5:21 PM "for all are sinners and fall short of the glory of God." What separates the good from the bad is honesty and humility and a willingness to change. Great write, Nette.

Walter T. Ashe June 17, 2016 at 4:48 PM "reminding the Christ within me to prevail"....that is why He is with us always! Wonderful write Nette!!!! :-)

Skat A June 17, 2016 at 4:18 PM Nette, amazing write... I love reading what you have here... Honored to read your poem... Skat