2026-03-15 Write a Beautiful Shadorma Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree – Emily Brontë Blow wind blow blow through rustic leaves a few fall a carpet as maple, sweet gum, and oaks cover the woods path. The sweet hush we traverse the path take my hand icy way idyllic panorama cottages galore. Smoke swirled up the smell of coffee outside leaves twirled in red our eyes found fine ecstasy Fall increase our love. Placed 1
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