[444] The Festival of Poetry

[444] The Festival of Poetry

In the bloom of April⁣discipline is cultivated and⁣the morning light feels curious⁣Heightened awareness ⁣for words unknown⁣from unconscious worlds unexplored⁣The rise of wordsmiths ⁣cultivating a culture of rhyme⁣creating a bridge from their ⁣abyss to walk into the readers' soul ⁣⁣We dream alliterations in April⁣and imagine imagery in its infinite jest⁣We personify the prompts given ⁣and keep [...]