Nette Onclaud Poet Dramatic Verse

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Evanescing

Though hued October canopies the earth
I picture you in shadows without mirth
A forlorn gaze nestling on the threadbare wind
While my eyes reflect time which can’t appease
This burst of anguish on one ghastly day.
    Beyond pathways, our fervor's demise ends
    When lucent nights once imbued harmony:                                                                  
    Yet  I roam with you before morn unfolds    
                                                          
 Leaving me nameless in kohl of despair.
                                                                  





For Brian Strand: Completely Your Choice (4) Contest
     9/8/2020

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Kim Rodrigues September 8, 2020 at 7:28 PM You paint this words like a film noir.

Paula Goldsmith September 7, 2020 at 3:26 PM Congratulations on your win. A wonderful write and picture. I can feel the rain drops. Have a wonderful day..................

Eve Roper September 6, 2020 at 8:20 PM threadbare wind, love the line. congratulations on your win.

Joyce Johnson September 6, 2020 at 5:20 PM Congratulations on your top win. It was nice to come back and find you still writing and winning. Love, Joyce

Jeanne Mcgee September 6, 2020 at 5:19 PM a forlorn gaze nestling on the threadbare wind...leaving me nameless in umbra of teas...such beauty in those words. Congrats on the top win Nette.

Linda Alice Fowler September 6, 2020 at 4:52 PM Beautiful Nette. Congrats on the win! Linda

Brenda Chiri September 6, 2020 at 4:19 PM Nette congrats on you top win!:)

Bryan Norton September 6, 2020 at 4:03 PM Lovely write. Congratulations on your win. Best wishes, Bryan

Andrea Dietrich September 6, 2020 at 3:01 PM so amazing when you write like this, Nette. which is pretty much ALWAYS. Big congrats on a top win,

Vijay Pandit September 6, 2020 at 2:50 PM Captivating emotions you painted here, Nette--fading into umbra of tears. The ending says it all....your silhouette dips...my breath fails to rise...

Arturo Michael September 6, 2020 at 2:18 PM A touch of mystery here...Enjoyed the read...