June 5, 2025
~ Fifth Place ~ Premiere Contest: Etheree Of Your Heart Sponsor: Ink Empress
Sly low tide sneaks up to smooch the smooth shore that holds old footsteps left behind us and lends itself to sand castles standing guard until high tide plovers dart on fleet feet across sodden sands spindle-legged girls hunt conch shells — starfish found! Blue waters glistening aqua appeal — white horse sea-magic spindrift manes rise from crests awakened from lowest ebb high tide arrives on thunder hooves body-surf Neptune’s steeds to the shore — my wet hair dries to sun-bleached beachy waves…
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