For: 1431 Any Form Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
December 20, 2025
Sound as loud as a whisper or as quiet as a scream; music weaving in, weaving out, and weaving in between every dream ~ dreaming is the most beautiful thing, I see your spirit as delicate as sculpted Ming, there in your favorite place upon the piano bench as if the melody you play and play again could quench the love-sickness left within my soul at your departing~ No! It’s whispers loud and screams of quiet the memories are ceaselessly imparting.
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