Nette Onclaud Poet Pantoum

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Brian Strand's Contest:Only February 2025 Posted Poetry

Light Of God Reigns

When gray waters of June moan…one last time
Near the dimming edge of our isle, offshore--
How  so many stars tremble quite sublime
For this clutch of demise gushes its pour.

Near the dimming edge of our isle, offshore
I summon the fighter in me… Wake   wake!
For this clutch of demise gushes its pour-
To ignite kiln of hope ‘s flame , and not quake.

I summon the fighter in me … Wake  wake!
As courage prevails nudging my bruised soul…
To ignite kiln of hope’s flame , and not quake,
Entombing young brother… down in the knoll.

As courage prevails, nudging my bruised soul,
The deepened cry of goodbye washes the day
Entombing young brother… down in the knoll,
Yet God's light reigns, my angst ebbing away.

The deepened cry of goodbye washes the day...
How so many stars tremble quite sublime
Yet God's light reigns, my angst ebbing away--  
When gray waters of June moan…one last time.

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Len Gasun March 8, 2025 at 8:43 PM You expressed/penned lovingly and excellently amidst sorrow this excellent pantoum my dearest poet friend and sis! Sorry again sis. Sending you many hugs and prayers. I lost also my younger bro last March 1 and pain lingers til now, whew. God bless you always my dearest poet sis. BTW, Belated Congratulations on your well-deserved win and this superb write! Hugs and cheers!

Sara Kendrick February 27, 2025 at 5:26 AM Congratulations on your winning work in Brian's contest. Way to go. Sara K

Duke Beaufort February 24, 2025 at 5:28 PM Nette, this poem describes emotion experienced after the death of a loved one or relative. Young brother could be allegorical for anyone we lose. Life presents many strange and difficult challenges, and I feel lucky to be able to enjoy every moment. We all have to say goodbye at some point...and that makes me a bit sad...but I personally would like to go out with a hug and a laugh. Smiles!!

Paige Hind February 6, 2025 at 9:20 PM Another fav for me. This speaks so much - RIP for your brother. Wow...so much beauty

Sam Kauffman January 29, 2025 at 11:13 AM Nette, this poem speaks powerfully of grief and loss, life and seasons passing. Pantoums are difficult at best but you make this form look like child's play. Amazing imagery and word choice. Best wishes for the contest. Blessings of comfort to you.

Sara Kendrick January 28, 2025 at 11:25 PM Reads like a good contender to me for the contest. I am wondering if you have had a death in the family lately because of a line in this one. Maybe I am reading more into it than is there. Thanks for sharing your talent with us. Sara K

Frank Sheehan January 28, 2025 at 1:25 PM Powerful piece. Great imagery. It expresses tough emotions to put in writing. Good luck in contest.