Nette Onclaud Poet Light Verse

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Mystical Kingdom

When dreamtime leads me to a mystic land
I saunter quietly ... climbing a hill,
For the kingdom of fairies and elves reigns
With gossamer wings and jewels in their hair.

A sapphire castle laps with ambient winds
Robed in diamante from godly hands.
Sweet mist of air and silver voices echo
Through quivering rock pools of hawthorns green.

This lofty place thrills bright imaginings
Upon glittered sands like tiers of limestone,
Hard marbles and finely-polished pebbles
Lie dotted through rainbow of stardust ,untold.

Tasseled wands bestow spells on the courtyard
Beguiling my eye with pixie- waltz steps
Until, at the height of enchanted awe
Fairy Queen lends magic, then fades in dreams!



Second Chance # 3 Contest of Broken Wings
Posted  4/21/2016  
Judging Finalized  4/27/2016

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Teddy Kimathi May 6, 2016 at 12:45 PM Your enchanting piece is really beautiful and magical!!! Congrats Nette, for your top placement in the contest!! ;-)

Vladislav Raven May 4, 2016 at 8:19 AM Hi Nette, Congratulations on your 1st place win in the contest. Your castle on the hill brings the fantasy of dream's kingdom onto your canvas, painted by the most gentle words. May your dreams always sing Nette for they are beautiful indeed. You bring to life a world that shall always sing in its beauty. Keep bringing your dreams before us. This is a seven. Hugs....Mike. XX

Beautiful Scars May 3, 2016 at 7:50 PM Nette, lovely poem! congrats on your top win in the contest :)-luloo

Phil Capitano May 1, 2016 at 9:00 AM Please take me there next time you go your words make me want to see it with my eyes. Dream big, my dear.

Bl Devnath April 25, 2016 at 12:22 PM Wonderful dream of castle on mystic land where fairy queen lends magic viewed with the artistic words. Good luck in the contest my lovely friend. Loved always, bl

Anne-Lise Andresen April 23, 2016 at 2:36 PM - An exciting castle with beautiful spells and angel dust - Lovely poem, Nette :) - Good luck in the contest! - hugs // Sun :)

Connie Marcum Wong April 23, 2016 at 2:20 PM This poem is indeed magical Nette. I am sure this will be a top winner. #7 ;)

Andrea Dietrich April 23, 2016 at 11:52 AM soupmail.

Sara Kendrick April 23, 2016 at 8:20 AM Reads like a winner..Very different from the ones that I have already read..Thanks for the visits to my page..Sara

Demetrios Trifiatis April 23, 2016 at 8:12 AM Phantasmagoric writing dear, nette! Good luck!

Ravindra K Kapoor April 23, 2016 at 4:09 AM I must say it’s a magical gem created by you dear friend Nette. Its magical beauty would continue to live through the beauty of your Poem for a very long to come. Love and best wishes always...Ravindra K Kapoor

James Inman April 22, 2016 at 9:09 AM Lovely dreamy write Nette.

Casarah Nance April 22, 2016 at 7:46 AM Mystical and magical, a castle I would love to visit, and I did through your words :)

Andrea Dietrich April 21, 2016 at 11:51 PM You turned the castle on the hill into a marvelous magical lace, Nette. Very well executed.

Walter T. Ashe April 21, 2016 at 9:33 PM You have a very magical way with creating visions! The best to you in this contest! :-)

Paul Callus April 21, 2016 at 4:13 PM Dreams lead you to the land of fantasy, where your sapphire castle stands loftily in fairyland...surrounded by an aura of magic and mystery. So beautiful!! What a pity that dreams have to come to an end! Fortunately this poem could last for ever:) hugs // paul

Rhoma Em April 21, 2016 at 3:59 PM Mystified,mystified. Your fairy dream is a tower of a poem!

Daver Austin April 21, 2016 at 2:37 PM I think I've had a dream like this where I got lost and had to click my heels together to get back to Kansas. Your dream, however, is much better than mine. "Through quivering rock pools of hawthorn green." How bout that. Love, daver