a kyrielle sonnet
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Pennies, dimes; silver dollars rare are flung into cool water where passers-by for a while have stayed Do dreams from fountains now cascade? Since some who come are well aware when tossing coins into the air forgotten oft are wishes made, can dreams of theirs from founts cascade? But strangers who are in despair will wish a silent fervent prayer. Such hopes will shimmer and not fade inside the fountainhead’s cascade. Pennies, dimes; silver dollars rare belie the dreams of founts’ cascade. July 14, 2020 for the Strand Completely New (10),Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest
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