TRAPPED IN A TABLEAU Poetry Contest
3/24/2026
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
I used PS Syllable Counter for this poem.
Deep in the pine woods, Small glass panes reflect Warmth of a stone hearth. Dust motes rise slow; Cabin smells of sap. Winter's world outside.
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