Sotto Poet Poet Rhyme

EXPLORING NATURE

Written: October 23, 2025 for contest WANDERING WAYFARER by: Nette Onclaud  —  44 Syllables

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I escaped the city's strange grasp
Sleek dark spires loom and clasp.
Swirling cloud of a stoic hue,
A velvet breeze that I once knew.
At the zenith, Earth spread vast,
No masks or veils to cloak the past—
just hollow roots to cast

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Terry Miller October 27, 2025 at 2:14 AM Outstanding poem, congratulations

Andrea Dietrich October 26, 2025 at 12:57 PM Beautiful poem. Congrats on your win

Krishnanand Guptar October 26, 2025 at 8:43 AM Congratulations on your top win, dear poet , with a superb poem, depicting your escape from "the city`s strange grasp ", with as usual a masterly diction, choice of rhymes and fluid flow.Wish you a pleasant coming new week.

Anne-Lise Andresen October 26, 2025 at 6:59 AM - Congratulations on your win in the contest, Las :) - hugs

Valsa George October 24, 2025 at 10:20 PM Escaping from the city's dark clasp and getting into earth's vast space is always pleasurable and offers a greater sense of freedom. A wonderful composition with beautiful rhyming.

sara Etgen-Baker October 24, 2025 at 5:29 PM oustanding lines and rhyme scheme. We, too, left the 'city' Dallas and now live in an exurb...quaint and peaceful -- we found that 'velvet breeze'

Anne-Lise Andresen October 24, 2025 at 1:40 AM - A lovely poem, Las :) - I rarely visit the cities - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs

Paige Hind October 23, 2025 at 6:38 PM Really beautiful "just hollow roots to cast" and bring you back :)

Jay Narain October 23, 2025 at 11:37 AM This poem successfully captures a yearning for freedom and authenticity, using strong visual and tactile imagery to map an emotional journey. It leaves the reader with a poignant tension: the escape is accomplished, the horizon opened — yet the “hollow roots” remind us that origin, identity, and past cannot simply be abandoned. The poem works as both a departure and a confrontation.

Paula Goldsmith October 23, 2025 at 9:45 AM I enjoyed reading your wonderful "EXPLORING NATURE" write. Yes, one needs to get out of the city from time to time. "Good Luck" We both did this one. Have a wonderful day writing away..............