Pick-A-Title, Vol 56 Poetry Contest
3/20/2026
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
I used PS syllable counter while crafting this sonnel.
When first the dawn doth kiss the waking skies, Its blush untainted by the world’s design, An innocence, in newborn hearts, shall rise, A gentle force, unseen by mortal sign. No cunning art nor gilded tongue can sway The quiet strength that purity imparts; It shields the soul, and turns the night to day, Restoring hope to long-embattled hearts. For though harsh tempests rage and shadows fall, Unspotted virtue stands with tranquil grace; Her light, unyielding, beckons through them all, A steadfast star in time’s relentless race. O innocence, thy power none can bind— Thy simple truth redeems the fallen mind.
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