Lady On The Bluff Original artwork and whimsical poem by Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2026 There she is again, from whence she came, nobody knows. None dare ask her. Impeccably dressed in white silk, she lovingly scans the seas for her monsieur! They say he left her stranded at the altar, left to answer a distress call. "Duty calls", he whispered softly, picked his gear, headed into the squall! That was two moons ago, the villagers moved on with their lives, but not she! Like someone pressed 'pause' and she is waiting to press 'play' on the scree She swears she can hear his voice call her on the wind, saying he'll be home! She knows he's trying to reach her and looks for hidden messages in the foam…