Nette Onclaud Poet Pantoum

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Silent One's Playlist Contest...10 Oct 26

Waters Of March

As blue ' waters of March' quiver a chime, 
Near the paling ledge of 'Real Life ' harbor 
Where 'so many stars ' flicker, quite sublime 
On fallen crest...' it hurts a whole lot more.'

Near the paling ledge of Real Life harbor
 I observe 'the dreamer ' inside me ache
 On fallen crest...it hurts a whole lot more 
To drink, to sip this' pretty world' and break,

I observe the dreamer inside me ache,
 For this masquerade of glee chafes my soul 
To drink, to sip this pretty world and break; 
Recalling my Grandpa.... dug in the knoll.

For this masquerade of glee chafes my soul 
Where so many stars flicker, quite sublime 
Recalling my Grandpa...dug in the knoll 
As blue waters of March quiver a chime.

Inspired by songs of Sergio Mendes

Waters of March 
Real Life
So Many Stars 
It Hurts A Whole Lot More
The Dreamer
Pretty World

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Alison A Smith October 9, 2026 at 9:12 PM Your pantoum uses its returning lines beautifully, allowing the song titles to weave through the poem like a haunting refrain. The contrast between outward beauty and inward ache deepens with each repetition, while the memory of your Grandpa gives the musical tribute a tender, personal poignancy.