not enough to soak my dark night’s pillows
with volume of regret’s salt
pledge is flooding my bed
Cup runneth over; chalice of sorrow
Drowning in each sip I take,
Fighting for one last breath.
* 'The Numbers Game' Poetry Contest
* Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
* Submitted/Written on: 9/5/2026
A string of pearls gleams in her aster eyes
she tries to veil grief away
but truth will ever stay.
– no rain falls from a melancholic sky –
beneath the willow’s tresses
in vain the widow grieves
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The Numbers Game Poetry Contest Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
05/09/2026
Written: September 04, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Verified by H.M.S.COM / 10~7~6 syllables
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Lanterns cavort amidst the sodden stone
orchids fade like brief embers
blossoms return as rain
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Pretty bright sunny day with birds singing,
turned stormy with big dark clouds,
AN OUNCE OF TEARS came out.
A chemist weighs each bitter tear of grief,
a month to yield a lone ounce,
time refuses to heal.
THE NUMBERS GAME Poetry Contest
Nette Onclaud
2nd September 2026
The Number's Game Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
8/31/2026
An Ounce Of Tears —
as breakfast comes out, strain eye-disaster.
disappear, once oval girl,
to rose on china cup.
Perhaps within each lifetime it is said
we may cry an ounce of tears -
yet form rainbows again.
Contest: The Numbers Game
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Poem written: 08/30/26, 5:14 PMCT
Yes, I do know the looks of a sad face
covered in an ounce of tears.
My mirror told me so.
Nette Onclaud, The Numbers Game, 8/30/2026
single teardrops carefully acknowledged
may signal perplexity
yet engage prevention
Bhut Jolokia coin, loud and side
she smiled
moving toward speaking
the extended metaphore
of rain.
involve a glide from one vowel sound
to another vowel sound
all within the same syllabylle
to another within the same syllable
(like "oi" in "coin", where the cenrity of
the composer and the lyricst are
combiined in the effect to convey the right means
to display both talent and skill.
gold mined from the caves
and the gold from the streames are
same where the smelters combine then to
make the jewlery we favor.
Lodes and placer gold
from stream and vein
smeltered into coins. She said smiling.
From the BZook Keystone Gold Drop
a Fictional story about six Tribes and Seven Historains that
find a large amount of Gold They need
to find the deed to Property to claim the gold
but the Society that holds the deed
wants the Gold holders to
be contested through a game
where she insists a ghost
would be the one to determine who gets the prize.
Filed Under Comedy.
Ounce
When Weighing
Hysterical
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An Quantum Ounce
Iz Quack Moire
Than: Allot.
A. LOT.
B. Fine.
-Gray Squirrel
07-27-2025
Ounce Of Hate
Miracle Man
11/3/2024
It takes an ounce of hate to ruin a person,
left unchecked, most always, we see it worsen.
Many that hate wonder where it got its start,
until hearing God’s whisper, it’s from the heart.
Hate isn't natural, but is something taught,
It’s things a child sees and hears, that causes fraught.
At early ages, children don't know right from wrong,
hate taught at an early age can be lifelong.
Stop hate at the source from which it always flows,
when Jesus cleans your heart hate no longer grows.
Cinnamon dreams aren’t spun with sugar;
Far too spicy for an ounce of sweet,
they are swirled with a magical purr;
Hearing buttery speech you’ll infer
it’s much more than a sumptuous treat;
Cinnamon dreams aren’t spun with sugar;
Not too much glut is what you prefer;
On this diet you’re able to cheat,
they are swirled with a magical purr;
Somewhat of a high-end connoisseur,
their taste is on par with the elite;
Cinnamon dreams aren’t spun with sugar;
All natural, authentic, and pure
a label void of any deceit;
They are swirled with a magical purr;
Hit with a viral spike? Here’s the cure:
Keep it disarming and yet discreet.
Cinnamon dreams aren’t spun with sugar,
they are swirled with a magical purr.
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