Nette Onclaud Poet Rhyme

There Is No Time Like the Present

How she rests on grasses from a jungle
Tulips and pines of forest 'round her shed;
A hand exploring time's precious compass
With graced arms afloat, never way ahead. 

Her bay cradles shelled rock that lazes by
This pure moment holding an endless sea…
Above, the jiggled sound of breakers glide
When thrushes arrange music endlessly.

Oh, to pause along slant of herb and moss
Where marquee of colors glints like a flame...
The purple sash of hay twirling softly
With crests unhurried on waters, quite tame.

A power of here, now, lays on calm navel;
Gently assured, relishing dew and heat
Unique is her time, never repeated…
Eos , dawn goddess, holds that rare flash, sweet!



Cliché Contest, Silent One
3/31/2016
" There Is No Time Like The Present"

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Kelly Deschler April 17, 2016 at 9:10 PM Some people plan so much for tomorrow that they forget to live for today... The natural beauty that exists now, we may never see again, and you show us that here in these lovely lines and images. An exquisite poem, Nette!

Poet Destroyer A April 10, 2016 at 11:04 PM Nette, Congratulations on your "Cliche" win. Love LINDA

Dr. Upma A. Sharma April 8, 2016 at 3:47 AM Congrats on ur very wonderful win with this amazing write nette..

Daniel Turner April 7, 2016 at 6:06 PM Really wonderful, nette. Congratulations on your placement in the contest. Peace pretty lady:)

Robert Lindley April 6, 2016 at 5:53 AM Always your poetry gives so much to the eye , mind and heart. Every verse builds to reach a superbly beautiful ending...A7

Connie Marcum Wong April 3, 2016 at 4:25 AM This is wonderful Nette. Especially loved the second stanza! 7# ; )

Anne-Lise Andresen March 31, 2016 at 8:17 AM - A really beautiful poem, Nette - Always take time to enjoy :) - I wish you good luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Banjo Casto March 30, 2016 at 8:51 PM Well, you do know how to appreciate the treasure of time. This is impeccable like morning's sway!

Gabby Sabre March 30, 2016 at 8:06 PM Time of sheer moment when wasted becomes a dull past. Invigorating piece of art; dawn as your object makes this eternal!

Carly Lalion March 30, 2016 at 8:03 PM Time may be fleeting but once savored, it becomes precious. You are a deep soul with vibrant poems! The best.

Rhoma Em March 30, 2016 at 7:46 PM Wow! A moment like this is indeed preciously alive. No two dawns are the same. I like the treatment of your theme, dear master!