Let's write a Tercet Poetry Contest
7/10/2026
Sponsor: Joanna Daniel
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Daylight begins with its sunrise Breeze’s ripple across the lake, Morning fills a bright golden sky. A dirt path calls me from my seat, A lone squirrel makes branches shake, Where wild and hidden colors meet. The river moves swift across stone, The sleepy woods begin to wake, And clear away the stress I've sown. A large goshawk goes soaring past, Shadows shift for beauty's sake, Natures peace truly built to last. The red sun drops in crimson glows, A final breath is ours to take, The heated wood hearth makes me doze.
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