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Mellifluous Universe

Sunlight morphs into the elixir moonlight dusk wearing a sequined black silken shawl. And the daylight truckled the way to twilight, for embracing the shadows, captivating all. Nightingale heralding serenades to usher night. A soothing symphony of cynosure sway, Empyreal cerulean sun, fanned by the moon. Finding riddles while gently a lissome display, haphazardly scattered amid a sea swoon. Shadows glide in a lithe and untamed way. Thrusting past the unbreakable shield, they celebrate an undiscovered world. Silences emerge, mystery in the field, untold secrets are saved with a sword. In exquisite ariose, they swing and wield. The whole earth is suffused in a golden hue, depicted in ambrosian strokes drawing the sky. As the sun costumes, relentlessly renew, palimpsest marvel raveled in the yarn of day. Inviting us to explore the mellifluous view.
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Merryman Avatar
September 3, 2023 at 4:49 PM
Amazing and creative descriptive writing, Sotto! Such vivid imagery! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M
Empress Avatar
September 3, 2023 at 4:08 AM
Sequined black shawl. Wow this is absolutely stunning. The imagery and the exquisite way you describe things is beyond profound and imaginative. I can almost see those golden hues etc. how gorgeous is that. “Sun costumes relentlessly renew” wow’ i have no words, as always speechless. Well deserved win. Congratulations
Volumes Avatar
September 3, 2023 at 3:22 AM
Congratulations for your win in Brian's contest SP. An inspirational scene set for a wonderful poem.
Daniel Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 6:20 AM
Great use of vocabulary to describe a beautiful scene, Sotto:)
Pandit Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 5:39 AM
Beauteous imagery, my friend. Brushstrokes of delight.
Ball Avatar
June 23, 2023 at 7:03 PM
This speaks to me of twilight. The time of sunset and the hour just before night sets in. A beautiful time when we used to sit on the porch and listen to the crickets and the Bobwhites when I was a girl. Nice job Lasaad and love the pic. God Bless, JB
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