Nette Onclaud Poet Kyrielle

Peeling the Violin

PEELING THE VIOLIN
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~ swerving along its waxed wood 
rapturous strains sweep alto mood 
bow’s strings peeling my plight…  
in the unmentionable softness of moonlight. 

holding its hips to warm the cure
scales of moans vibrating satin pure 
a glide to and fro connects pitches right…
in the sweet tender softness of moonlight. 

and my world of solace will sustain 
tunes whispering gladness and pain 
the voice of God enters my fiddling night…
in the unmentionable softness of moonlight. ~




For Briand Strand--- 2011 Posted Poems 14 Line
By nette onclaud ( missed entering this for previous Max 14 Lines contest)

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Carol Sunshine Brown June 29, 2011 at 5:09 AM Congratulations on your win in the contest Nette. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich June 20, 2011 at 8:40 PM this is so wonderful. I am finally seeing this older winners' list trying to get a feel for what Brian likes before entering another similar contest he is having tonight. Belated congrats on this one. I promise to see a newer poem of yours later tonight. LUv, Andrea ps. I cannot believe Chris's contest flew right past me!!

Don Johnson June 13, 2011 at 2:02 AM lovely verse, strains at the strings, sensual n everything....xo...Don

Elaine George June 11, 2011 at 5:43 PM Sensual and dream-like ambience in his spellbindng kyrielle, dear Nette. Many congrats on your FIRST PLACE WIN. Lainie

Russell Smith June 11, 2011 at 8:59 AM Congratulations on you first place win

Carrie Richards June 11, 2011 at 8:01 AM Do you play ??? One thing for sure, is that you write with the same exquisite music!! Congratulations!!

Cory Long June 11, 2011 at 7:43 AM congrats on your win with this great piece. cory

Gautami Phookan June 11, 2011 at 2:31 AM Beautifully worded piece, one doesn't get to read poems referring to violin,so this is like a rare find..this would sure have been placed high in the winners list ,had you entered it...huggs dear nette,gautami

Joseph Osita June 11, 2011 at 1:54 AM You do wonders with pen.Congrats on your well deserved first place win in Brian's contest! Huggs*

Andrea Dietrich June 10, 2011 at 11:27 PM This is wonderful, Nette. I bet it places high. I think you do really well when you focus on one beautiful line and repeat it like this. It gives your poetry such an easy relaxed flow!

Carolyn Devonshire June 10, 2011 at 2:25 PM Love the way you describe the music of the night in your poem, Nette. Very creative entry for Brian's contest. Winning wishes headed your way. Love, Carolyn

Sara Kendrick June 9, 2011 at 1:36 PM Good one that I am sure will impress Brian..Good luck in the contest..Thanks for the understanding about my pet's death...Sara

Dalila Agtani June 9, 2011 at 1:05 PM Wow! Nette. I have to read this verses twice to feel it. How nice to connect the peeling violin to your inner voice. Thank you for sharing and goodluck always! May your creative thoughts always flow like an unrestricted river. Love Dalila

Kash Poet June 9, 2011 at 11:56 AM Excellent write Nette!A great entry for the contest.Best wishes.

James Foulk June 9, 2011 at 11:27 AM a great poem, good luck in contest.

Adeleke Adeite June 9, 2011 at 11:10 AM Wow, great lines with wonderful conclusion. Luv, Adeleke. Soupmaik;)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 9, 2011 at 10:11 AM intriguing write Nette Luv and an absolute vision with your descriptive lines. good luck in the contest my friend.. sense another winner too..