Raynette Eitel


Raynette Eitel Poems

1. Ladders 5/19/2010
2. After The Knife 5/19/2010
3. Choking On Rainbows 5/19/2010
4. Echocardiogram 5/19/2010
5. Classical Guitar 5/19/2010
6. Flowers From A Wedding 5/19/2010
7. How To Critique A Poem 5/19/2010
8. In The Dream 5/19/2010
9. Words 5/19/2010
10. The Kiss 5/19/2010
11. 1. Memorial Day,1949 5/30/2010
12. Bassoon 5/31/2010
13. Growing Old 6/1/2010
14. I Could Stay 6/1/2010
15. Things That Make Me Cry 6/13/2010
16. Steinbeck Country 6/16/2010
17. Only In Stillness 6/16/2010
18. Remembering Lena Horne 6/17/2010
19. Poem Soup 6/23/2010
20. Tattoos 6/23/2010
21. Memories Are Only 1/28/2011
22. Across The Years 1/28/2011
23. Frozen Songs 1/28/2011
24. Walking A New Trail 1/29/2011
25. Fugue 1/30/2011
26. Claire De Lune 1/31/2011
27. Dry Spell 2/1/2011
28. Broken Dreams 2/2/2011
29. Lullabies 2/6/2011
30. Deep Time 2/7/2011
31. Bury Me With Chocolates 2/11/2011
32. Fog Holds Lights 4/5/2011

Comments about Raynette Eitel

  • Soul Watcher Soul Watcher (3/30/2016 8:48:00 AM)

    We missed your writings Raynette, hope everything is going well

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  • Scarlett Treat (8/9/2007 12:46:00 PM)

    On a par with many of the other well known western poetry writers, Raynette can thrill you with her lovely western scenes, and you can almost hear the wind howling between the ghost buildings. Her other lovely nature poems are well done too, but man, I love her western settings. Wonderful treat in store here for anyone looking for cowboys, and other goodies!

  • Mary Nagy (1/4/2006 8:44:00 AM)

    Raynette,
    I am so happy and proud to be able to post poetry on a site along with yours. You are one of the most talented poets and caring souls I have (never) met. I love your work and I am so glad you share it here as you do. Sincerely, Mary

  • Adryan Barnathan (7/15/2005 7:26:00 PM)

    Raynette...I admire the consistant voice of your poems...you have struck a harmonious balance between your own thoughts and your muses...running thru the very core of each individual piece you write....speaking with an eloquant earth trodden pallet, you inspire me with your thoughts and insights~

  • Gol Mcadam (7/12/2005 4:18:00 AM)

    Raynette, thank you for commenting on my work. I have now read yours and like it very much. I particularly like the apparent simplicity and ease of language - this is hard to acheive but you have done it very well. Regards, Gol

  • Seán O' Muiriosa (6/22/2005 6:05:00 AM)

    Raynette, your work has really struck me as quite beautiful. I enjoy reading your work.
    Thank you,
    Regards,
    Seán

  • Anne Leaver (6/12/2005 10:13:00 AM)

    Raynette: I'm so glad you commented on 'April' this morning, as I then tabbed over to your poems. Wonderful work as far as I've read - and I'm so glad to meet you you. Anne

  • earyt etr (6/2/2005 5:06:00 PM)

    Hey, I can relate to your Nightmare. not to criticize, but what is a predictable apple? is that a typo, or is it a profound term to deep for my mentality? NEway, your good. I hope to see more of your poetry. My deepest compliments to a Comrade and fellow poet. I bow to you.

  • john tiong chunghoo john tiong chunghoo (5/14/2005 10:06:00 AM)

    i have never been more entertained reading poems. you should a poet laureate.
    however, so far yours are more into nature poem. perhaps you should expand to other genres - for portfolio.

  • Michael Shepherd (4/10/2005 10:48:00 AM)

    Raynette, it is a privilege and a lasting delight to read your poems on this site. May there be m any more of them. Thank you.

Best Poem of Raynette Eitel

After The Knife

After the Knife

…and for the rest of her life,
that unwanted child came to her in dreams
walking without a sound on wounded feet.
There had been no rain
for forty days and forty nights
and the ground was hot.

She waited for him, wondering what to say
to this child with maimed feet and a bruised heart
as he stepped through dreams beneath ruthless stars
threatening to fall. She waited for the child
who kept walking in silence, growing smaller
as he came closer until at last he disappeared,
leaving bloody footprints across the sands of dreams.

Read the full of After The Knife

Classical Guitar

Memories of other centuries
live within this instrument,
slipping along twisting streets
within ancient walled cities.

This music serves up bowls
of steamy, colorful paella
cooked fresh from the sea,
memories of making love

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