Nette Onclaud Poet Verse

String-Movements

When evening’s bass tone whips a refrain
Strummed by an old man  in our country yard; 
A most haunting string--movement  dims the air
Reminiscent of my young, bygone days. 

His fiddle plucks through my  hidden places
Where the touch   wails   speak through acoustic waves
Dragging notes  from  torn memories’ past
While first love grates … as  I think of blackbirds.



Brian's Choice 7 for Brian Strand

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Mohan Chutani May 9, 2020 at 5:33 PM Nette, my friend, good to see you on winners charts as ever. Hope you and your near ones are safe & fine. Best. Mohan

L. J. Carber May 9, 2020 at 11:09 AM Very nicely done, Nette, with a rather cool metaphor--congrats on your win, my friend....

Andrea Dietrich February 10, 2017 at 8:43 PM Very beautiful imagery. love how you ended it "I think of blackbirds!"

Laura Breidenthal February 10, 2017 at 5:38 PM "His fiddle plucks through my hidden places" Gee, what a gorgeous line, Nette - one of many great ones throughout this verse. It's always a pleasure reading your work. You know how to put together some lovely thoughts and paint a vivid picture. I also love the last line... I like a good bass tone, --it literally sets the tone for the piece; a great starting line. A fav! Always, Laura

Eve Roper February 10, 2017 at 11:35 AM Very nicely done, Nette, congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve

Winged Warrior February 10, 2017 at 9:36 AM Congrats!!! my friend...a very beautiful movement of poetic song...god bless...^WW^

Anne-Lise Andresen February 10, 2017 at 8:47 AM - Congratulations, Nette - Happy weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Beautiful Scars February 10, 2017 at 7:48 AM you have such a way with rhythm lovely Nette! Beautiful poem I was not surprised to see you on the winners list...thank you and congrats dear lady :)-luloo

Matthew Anish February 9, 2017 at 10:06 PM Music has charms as you show in this fine ode. My late father was a composer and set a number of my poems to music. My nephew is a rock and roll musician and set one of my poems with a rock and roll background as he reads it. Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Anne-Lise Andresen February 9, 2017 at 1:48 PM - Beautiful, bygone days ... - Luck in the contest, Nette - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Janis Medders Tobechi February 9, 2017 at 12:17 PM Great verses. Reads like a winners. Good luck in the contest.

Carol Sunshine Brown February 9, 2017 at 11:09 AM It has been so long since I have enjoyed reading your poetry Nette. I am so glad I am here today reading. I truly loved your beautiful poem and believe you will be at the top of the winner's list. Love, Carol

CayCay Godwin February 9, 2017 at 10:52 AM Off the wall yet right on and surely enjoyable. Fiddles aren't my favorite, but I've enjoyed many hoedowns. This should stand out in a good way, Nette. Love ... CayCay

Daniel Turner February 9, 2017 at 10:41 AM Thank you, nette. Simply stunning!

Probir Gupta February 9, 2017 at 7:47 AM Amazing ... Indeed music for the longing soul ...

Chris Green February 9, 2017 at 6:20 AM There is always something so euphoric about your poetry Nette. This I incredibly beautiful and soul touching. Good luck in the contest.