March 16, 2026

Winners

SmolderWhat happened to your heart? / It used to kick / like that old jukebox

@thomas-w-case47

#1

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Letter to Emily: If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry“If I read a book [and] it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. / These are the only ways I know it. / Is there any other way?”

@nat-lipstadt44

#2

34

The old wooden shopThe old wooden shop / On the corner of the street / The smell of jasmine made me stop

#3

32

Other poems

The Receipt in My Pocket(An ordinary receipt, doing a better job of keeping track of my life than I do.) / I found it by accident – / a small, crumpled record

27

St Patrick's DayI met my lad at a pub / Drinking a pint of brew / We fell madly in love

@cj-sutherland49

27

Feed the Poetry MachineThe page demands another line— / A rhythm struck in time, / A syllable, a measured beat,

27

TearsI made another stain / On the missing pages / Time to pull them again

@CognitiveConflict24

25

Do you know?“She hung herself / Because she wasn’t strong enough”. / But do you know how

23

A ServeyAm I a decent poet? / Do my words and rhymes have value? / When you read a narrative I've woven,

17

Not Who, Not YouLast night I heard a bird go coo, / and I thought—who? / Last night I heard a bird go coo,

@JosephCousineau15

14

Life; A jailsit still, / say cheese, / look pretty,

@That_Girl_Who15

14

Water of oblivionOnly which can quench my thirst / is the water of oblivion / I cannot make myself do the must

13

Meeting ChangeGround, is such a dictator / Conservatively preserving those without wings / And should we go crazy

13

No MapYou told me I am unworthy of love, / and now you want me to love you. / How do I take you to its door?

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I know what love isNow I realise, / I’m sure / None has ever had a bigger size,

11

A Moments BloomHave you ever seen a flower / grow by nine / and die by ten?

@JosephCousineau4

10

Stop resistingOverwhelming loneliness, / silence crawling att the walls, / a slow burning hell,

9

THE BRAIDED FUSEI. The Eagle / Across the seas the Eagle wakes, / his talons sunk in ancient stakes;

@marshal-gebbie118

9

Soft landingMy soft landing, / The cloud so perfectly placed, / As if it drifted right down and lay

8

I KnowWhen I saw your marks / I didn't think much of it / Now every time I see you

8

Isn't it a little cruel?Isn't it a little cruel? / Isn't it a little wrong? / Did it ever occur to you,

8

We are Bruised ApplesWe are bruised apples / lying on the ground / hoping to be picked

@GrowingBranch34

8

Between Two SilencesOnce a coherent mind took a break / under a visceral bit of an idea. / Without any hesitation, started arguing.

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