Nette Onclaud Poet Rhyme

Final Amen

I ransack my mind…the blurred tale that cries 
On hollow tracks  scarcely finding life's way 
The bleakest moans, the clearest views reprise--
A pounding shrill of angst   which reels all day.

Though a prayerful night quietly drains,
Above, a communion with God remains.

From my confined walls,  moonlight slowly bleeds
Ghastly this shadow grilling a leaked pen:
And yet, one flint from heaven’s  star accedes
Endowing malaise    its final amen.

Shall I grow weaker  and perhaps forget
How double-edged illness comes with youth's rain?
Oh   where I recline, next  evening won't set
Dear moments when smiles are lucid again.

Here... tidal bowl with apples soon to fade
As breaths  drop,  pass through dusk’s advancing  shade.



Contest of Craig Cornish:God Knows Where I Am
6/6/2017

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Jannie Breedt September 20, 2017 at 1:20 PM This is gorgeously deep and brilliantly written. There was a lot of effort and thought that went into this one.The wordplay is so craftily put together. I love it

Freddie Robinson Jr. June 25, 2017 at 3:22 PM Very spiritual poem, Nette. I feel you on this powerful introspective write. Most people are too cavalier in their life, when they feel they are not at death's door. Reconciling the sorrows of our sins w/the joys of grace is indeed a communion w/God at the throne of mercy. A truly memorable poem. Kudos on the win. Love always, dear.

Joanna Daniel June 16, 2017 at 7:21 AM Congratulations on your beautifully deep poem, Nette, that has deservedly won the trophy:) amazing write:)

Keith O.J. Hunt June 13, 2017 at 3:44 PM A definate winner in my books, this is mighty fine verse nette, I have to fave this little marvel:-)

David Mohn June 11, 2017 at 8:27 PM bruisingly beautiful Nette – I am proud to be placed one spot below this treasure

Carrie Richards June 11, 2017 at 8:23 PM You have captured this sad story in the most moving and compassionate fashion, Nette. High honors are well deserved!

Joseph May June 11, 2017 at 1:55 PM Powerful write on this sad event Nette..Congrats on your win

Janice Canerdy June 11, 2017 at 1:25 PM Congrats on your top win with this powerful poem, Nette! Janice

Anne-Lise Andresen June 7, 2017 at 2:57 PM - Oh dear Nette ... this was so sad - good luck in the contest - hugs and smile // Anne-Lise :)

Jajosh Ongado June 6, 2017 at 4:22 AM Your poem is astounding--- wretched and tender in its poetical expression of a tragic event.

Frederic Parker June 5, 2017 at 6:57 PM seems no one could reach her, your poem conveys the sadness of her life so confused and empty, my entry not as poetic as yours dear poet...good luck

Connie Marcum Wong June 5, 2017 at 3:52 PM Your poem is amazing Nette. I Will bet it is exactly what he is looking for. : )