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October 2020 Contest Results

Congratulations to the winner: Thalassa Brytaye
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November 2020 Contest Announcement

This month our contest is about being in tune with nature and or the universe . All poems can be written in any form and must be between 12 and 32 lines. Show us what nature does for your creativity. Best of luck to all our contestants.
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A Sad Announcement

It is with a heavy heart that we must announce the passing of Ian T. Howard ( Sparrow). He has been a member since the beginning of He has offered his talent, warmth and kindness to this community and we will forever be in his debt. Ian was in charge of getting our undiscovered poems some critiques and making sure every poet felt at home. New poets were welcomed by his charm and his willingness to help them navigate the site. He also contributed to our resources section. A place where poets can learn more about poetry. May he rest in peace and he will be deeply missed

October 2020 Contest Announcement

This month our contest is about real, imaginary or mythical windows and doors. All poems can be written in any form and must be between 12 and 32 lines. Show us the window or door to your creativity. Best of luck to all our contestants.
Please click below to learn more about this month's contest!

September 2020 Contest Results

Congratulations to the winner: Viviana Smith
Please visit the winning poem here:

Thank you to all participants for entering this past contest and all contests.

The stream (all workshops)

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When you steal a kiss
seal it
it is a stolen one
never will be forgotten..

every time you vibrate
with a different one
energy changes drastically

depends on how fast you are
to bring about drastic change
in your own life's game

be it day or night
change is always deservedly right
use all your might
two in one
silent moment

behold the passing hour nigh

when death through spineless pride
one's life of dignity deprive
when woe its tedious gloom cast
o'er innocence immured
shall not I, in the aftermath,
serenely life's unchastity rewrite?

behold the passing hour nigh
permit thy soul not the warmth
of death's final kiss, unwittingly,
perceive as of the breath of life
thus thy heart in passion's wake
despairingly be betrayed

We’re The men of many scars

We tried and died
To reach for
The stars.
But we’re
Blocked by prisons
so in a cell
We do dwell.
Been bludgeoned beaten bloodied
and gone through hell .
But even when
all our friends
Are gone.
Well still keep
Fighting for freedoms
Song .
We have to keep moving on.

Hall Of Fame

It takes a lot more than a Pretty face
To be a Hollywood Star
And she had it all

Elfin features
Flawless in Beauty
Lady of Elegance
With pure spirit
A delicate charming voice

Her modesty was photographed
For the whole world to embrace

Passion was God's gift to her
And she gave it right back to him
With grace


My mom is super, her name is Donna, She made me, taught me, raised me, loves me, cares for me, helps me, talks to me, visits me. Without her I wouldn’t be living this wonderful life, and I am grateful for her. She also gave me a sister who I am also grateful for, I would be lonely without my sister. My supermom helps my wonderful grandpa who I am also grateful for. I wouldn’t be inspired to join the military if I didn’t meet or know my grandpa. I hope I can live with them so I can be truly happy.

Sad life

Moon asks me question while I am sitting silent,
where is she whom you used to talk with,
I still remain silent,
Where is she whom you walked with...

I Thought It Was A Moonlight Fable

I thought it was a moonlight fable
That flew into my ears in a disguise,
But was a reality I could scarcely bear.

My little sister is gone
Gone, in the way of my father; my mother too,
In the light of the day,

To the land beyond the plains of sight;
The great beyond, tucked away in the depth of unknown;
Far above the shimmer of winter's sun.

She was barely at the earliest of her mornings,
Right at the exuberance pitch!
Yet no more; snatched, snatched away --
With the speed of a lightning of murderous means.

In Love with a Prostitute

Intruder am I, in your dreams
I want to inhale the scent of your pain
feed on your scars till rainbow ascends
I am thirsty, come feed the rain.

Where tattered memories, cut by the blade
contaminate, the blood from your vein
I'll purify them, with my cleansing tears
be not afraid, come feed the rain.

In your flawed garden, wild cactuses grow
I'll pluck them out, till none remain
cup my bloodied hands up high
till your thorny past, are washed in the rain.


Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I promise youll always have my eye.
Out of sight out of mind isn't always true,
whenever we are apart
my mind always wanders back to you
Don't ever stop looking at me
with eyes that remind me of bamboo
healing in nature,
yet they always make me fall through
I hope you always think im beautiful
even when you realized you bit off more then you could chew.

that feeling

you know that feeling
when your heart starts to beat
your breath starts to shorten
and your hands are all sweaty and numb
when your stomach starts to churn
like its full of butterflies
and the nausea starts to overwhelm
when your vision gets blurry
you can't see your hands
and you stumble into everything
when your head starts to pound
is filled with random thoughts
and you can't feel your body anymore
when your soul starts to rise
then you see your body from the sky


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