Nette Onclaud Poet Verse

Old Age Melting Away

When hidden reflections and murmurs explode;
as heart’s queries are but left unanswered
till  seasons melt, thaw quite hurriedly,
my callous pride dismissing nights
from human warmth never felt:
This life , a ghostly breeze
Yearns for sweet kinship--
but in old years,
I languish
on my
Own.



4/1/2018
Contest: Line Gauthier’s Melting Snowball
`Decrease in syllables

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Susan Gentry April 19, 2018 at 11:00 AM Congratulations on your win with this haunting and resigned write of loneliness.

Subimal Sinha-Roy April 18, 2018 at 3:54 AM Congratulations, Nette on your well deserved win.

Eve Roper April 17, 2018 at 7:54 PM Back with congratulations on your win .. Hugs Eve ~`*

Anne-Lise Andresen April 17, 2018 at 12:04 PM - Best wishes and congratulations with your 3rd place in the contest, Nette :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jan Allison April 17, 2018 at 11:20 AM well expressed Nette, congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Line Gauthier April 17, 2018 at 10:43 AM Congrats on your bronze medal finish with this lovely poem, nette.

Poet Tacito April 4, 2018 at 9:14 AM So many goosebumps, as I relate way too strongly to these lines. In the words of Metallica: "By myself, but not alone."

Richard Lamoureux April 4, 2018 at 8:30 AM Very well expressed Nette. Good luck in the contest. Hugs Rick.

James Peranteau April 1, 2018 at 9:52 PM I love your sentiment dear poet, yet the vitality within your write..no...I find no languish (feeble) 'bout you Nette! Have a beautiful Spring...Much love, james

Eve Roper April 1, 2018 at 9:21 PM excellent write, Nette, luck in the contest.. .. Hope you had a wonderful Easter...Hugs Eve

Agnes Krampe April 1, 2018 at 9:20 PM The theme of your poem fits perfectly with the snowball form, Nette. Good luck in the contest.

Tom Cunningham April 1, 2018 at 2:02 PM I've seen households like a busy street then years roll by and just one person left, sad fact of life. Good luck Nette. Tom

Leon Datu April 1, 2018 at 12:45 PM The ego can stifle lasting ties with humans. Your astonishing poem sends a strong message as loneliness can deprive special memories in old age.

Anne-Lise Andresen April 1, 2018 at 12:23 PM - For thought ... touching, Nette - Good luck in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Vijay Pandit April 1, 2018 at 11:13 AM Reflective discourse...depicting the feelings of many as they age..best for a win, nette.

Heidi Sands April 1, 2018 at 10:41 AM A well expressed sad poem Nette ! This is how people can feel. You have shown it well.

Silent One April 1, 2018 at 10:31 AM Sad ending to your poem, how sad so many old people feel lonely.. Nice shape..