Delphic, Delusion, Disaster, Dauntless Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
"The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me." Ralph Waldo Emerson I lie upon the forest floor In motion with the lull Of the wind’s instrumental snore Around and stretch curiously null Growing use to its poetic rhythms Of nature’s calmness and peaceful Trees of yesteryear strum hums Walls that embrace and healthful Its mysteries diversity unclears Diffusing rainbow sunlight over me Sounds become orchestral tears Echo a moment and flees, an epiphany 5/16/2024
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