Written, September 02, 2024 For the contest, Open Poetry 10 Sponsor, Charlotte Puddifoot
each poet dreams of a secret retreat, a refuge, isolated a solitary place in which to write, to enfold oneself in bliss and peace, perhaps where waves crash on rocks, or a garden, or a tranquil cemetery yes, that is where I find my poetic voice amongst the mossy cemetery stones
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