April 3, 2026

Winners
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PhotographIroned shirt, / blue-grey floral dress, / too many words,
@Agnes-de-Lodz17
19
The Evening I Almost Held(A moment caught between light and silence, almost close enough to hold.) / I carried the evening lightly, / as though it might slip through my hands,
@VerseBuster24
15
Too Much to Be One(the truth written in plural) / where does the gathered self sound? / not begin
@RastislavKnezi79
15
down the rabbit holeHearing you whisper your majesty, / my beautiful queen, / does not soothe me
@valkyrja77
12
choosing youI have not met you yet / not in this lifetime, / nor in any forgotten one.
@valkyrja70
11
The Proverbial Elephant In The RoomIn our prime, we have all felt / The pride of being invulnerable / I am intelligent enough to know
@cj-sutherland62
10
TranspositionQuiet, trembling space between / black and white keys / there is no room for grey
@Agnes-de-Lodz18
10
THE ORBITAL PACTWe felt it at once — / the pull of the far horizon, / the old human hunger
@marshal-gebbie65
10
Ode to NonsenseCoincidences trouble me and you know that through and through / So the timing of it all is such a curious thing to do / I find myself a broken clock that's always ticking back
@Kalliopie8
9
To a Lovely Man the Briar ClingsOut in the mountain hollows a briar tangles, / The morning mist settles heavy upon it. / "There was a man so lovely,
@Aegis-Vistoria-Penumbra18
9
saint sebastiando arrowheads feel despair / no one mentions his sullen, entrancing eyes / or the way his hair curls, falling in front of his eyes slightly
@saint-sabeer-amin27
9
Blackhole of the Hearta heart— / collapsing inward / I wanted
@Berkay13
8
SELF centeredHello, how are you? / I’m fine. / But how are you really?
@ThisLittleLife36
8
Existing,ExhaustingA burning candle, / Burning to show it's alive. / So many audiences to handle,
@Thesilentobserver34
7
Growing SunflowersTwo sunflowers growing, basking in the Sun, / till the big sunflower covers the little one. / “Dad,” says the little sunflower, “I can't see the Sun!”
@Sabrinandstuff18
7
The Crusader in the War RoomHe entered like a prophet / with a podium for a throne, / swinging righteousness like shrapnel
@marshal-gebbie50
7
A Mortal Life~~ / Once more / Unto the knife
@tryst6
6
Muddy SkyLonesome for the country I need to get out of town / With this city in for a penny in for a pound / I want to get back to my roots
@irving-mac-pherson19
6
Alive At DawnAlive at dawn, nature sounds begin / Morning doves begin to duet at first light / Sang their brightest tune
@blackcatpoetry19
6
Out of Stock, but Not Out of LuckI strolled to find my destined part, / A life well-ordered from the start. / Yet on the shelf, a vacant grin,
@Marwan-Baytie12
6
April Fool with a PenFirst off, my friend / Let me begin / By saying I ain't no poet
@mike-hauser32
5
Lovemy iniquities / lured death, / for i carried a sinner’s scent.
@mcdonald-tsiie13
5
Dangerous CrowdsIt walks and runs / It sees, it follows / Anything in their path
@CognitiveConflict12
5
Faces of primesI wanted to paint / your face / Not the beautiful one
@jojo-nguyen36
5
Untitledi learned this the hard way / i kept pouring love / into places
@thesilentwriter0122
5
Before Us AllWas there ever anyone like you anywhere? / A light that burned both fierce and rare, / A voice that calmed the stormy air—
@shoaib00524
4
The Parent TreeI want to / Be like a tree / Tall, strong and comforting
@Kaviiiita202642
4
HIS ANVIL OF WARI rose from the furnace with a star in my hand, / a fire‑struck wanderer claiming the land. / The crowds felt tremors in the arc of my stride....
@marshal-gebbie62
4
Sydney (Poetry In Human Form)The first time I met her, I was mesmerized. / She was poetry in human form. / Sydney was her name—let me tell you,
@JosephCousineau21
4
SeparationYour absence has gone through me / Like thread through a needle. / Everything I do is stitched with its color.
W. S. Merwin3
4
A Man of Somewhere in Time (part 1)I'm well past the age / where Chris made wine / where Celan wrote poems
@jojo-nguyen22
3
****** of the Blade - The Schmittian InheritanceWe are living through the long aftershock of Carl Schmitt, the jurist who taught that law is a costume and power the naked truth beneath it. From Berlin to Moscow to Washington, the same old doctrine resurfaces: the sovereign as the breaker of rules, the decider of exceptions, the one who divides the world into the saved and the ****** It is a politics that worships strength, demands enemies, and treats restraint as treason. The danger is not any single leader but the ancient temptation they embody — the belief that democracy is weakness and that only the iron will of one man can deliver a nation from its own laws. That is the Schmittian inheritance, and it is stalking the world again. / THE DOCTRINE OF THE STRONG / They rise from the wreckage of law like flame,
@marshal-gebbie18
3
Sleep Well...We meet each night within our shared dreams, / where love unfolds and your presence gleams. / A place where time and distance fall away,
@ParadoxicalPenguin19
1
Recognition Beyond the Veil (2026)Wǔxíng Category: Earth (土) / 3-xx / White fur brushes against the high spring grass,
@Liujiawen202440
1
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