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Not One Cares

I coil in bed as twilight swirls in dim of hours 
Raking this womb , pained by angst --
While I  transcend  earth’s noise , I am alone 
In gilded light  of an evening so restless--
Hushing mild whiffs, bleak and intolerable :  

Then, led back  to soiled pillows
While dusk bathes a soul without sweet quiet;
As floats of sobs wail for some comfort                                                     
That my wails reach heaven... yet not one cares 
For a lone soul  needing a warm embrace
On this day, our tenth year of togetherness.

How the chill pierces the marrow
When all that this moment needs is a voice,
A human link, just this time... but then, no one cares
                                                       

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3/23/2017
Phillip Garcia's Tale of the Best
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https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/voice_in_hiding_538339
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Jannie Breedt September 20, 2017 at 1:25 PM Personally this is your best work so far. Its fantastic. You make me wish I was there. I can sooooo identify Masterclass

Darren White April 5, 2017 at 12:38 AM Absolutely outstanding Nette, congratulations, that imagery is so incredible. You're such a talented writer :)

Joseph May March 27, 2017 at 10:19 PM Two different locations yet the message is the same .... Well penned Nette ...best wishes

James Inman March 25, 2017 at 7:53 AM Beautifully written words and phases Nette, but that is nothing unusual for you.

Doug Vinson March 24, 2017 at 7:26 AM Ah Nette. "yet not even a restless wind listened " : )

Emile Pinet March 23, 2017 at 5:05 PM The ocean waves wash the shore preparing the ground for your imagination. Very well penned with good use of metaphors that bring the essence of your feelings to the surface like so much drift wood scattered by the waves. Emile. #7

Frederic Parker March 23, 2017 at 10:58 AM Moments that feel longer as the sense of time dangles from emotions felt and clarity reveals with every passing cloud..good poem dear poet

Alexis Y. March 23, 2017 at 8:46 AM Hi Nette, You painted a beautiful scene with words. You expressed your thoughts very well in this well written write. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. A without a doubt seven: -) Alexis

Chris Green March 23, 2017 at 7:10 AM Absolutely beautiful Nette. This poem brings a chill as I can feel the desolation and the need. A dark tinted piece that really touched me.

Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2017 at 6:48 AM Very emotional write! Those clouds darken when no one listens!

Demetrios Trifiatis March 23, 2017 at 5:26 AM An exceptional poem as always dear , nette, it seems today we listened to the same muse. A 7 my dearestfriend!

Charlotte Puddifoot March 23, 2017 at 4:45 AM i really like this one, nette, this darker tone is a good direction for you...the line "somewhere, a cloud turned violet" is excellent, and the opening line is very good, too