8/18/2026 for Beautiful Words Are Here ! Poetry Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
I'd been laid low. I'd been let down. I came to this blue lagoon to drown and settle into the silt - when the calliopean lilt of a nymph in diaphanous gown - a heavenly harbinger of hope, an effervescent means to cope, with a tune, so sweetly humming, revealed a means of becoming - might my muse and me, elope?
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