This Poem Is Brought to You By the Letter S

Write a poem using words that start with s… here I go.

Le vice, toujours sombre, aime l’obscurité. [Nicolas Boileau]

Ok, here goes…. except I'm doing almost every word starting with "s"- little words don't count, right?

Surrounded by serious silence,

Staring as sunlight shifts softly sounthward.

Stranded, stuck, ship-wrecked….

Standing, studying smiles of

Simpering symphony seekers,

And I, somberly, sadly,

Stuck.

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