He stalks his victims along the Seine
but only beneath a hushed full moon.
In the morning, thinking back
people report they heard
in the distance creepy moans of werewolves.
Meanwhile the elusive culprit still at large,
the moon pleads ignorance.
AP: 1st place 2026
The school suspended three guys
for their bald-faced lies
Justice is compromised
if the punishment’s a prize
*What A Horrifying Idea!!!*
Do You Really Think
Anything That's Absolutely
Guilty, Can Really Have:
* Any Pleasure *
At ALL?
That's Why I'm Stupid.
(And An EVEN Useless Stupid.)
"A Withered Waterlogged
Pot-Metal Infused Bent
Trunk On A Clod In A
Never Ending Flood."
But I'm:
1. >>> Not Guilty.
2. >>>> Defenseless Stupid.
&
3. >>>>> Out Of MY PLACE.
-Gray Squirrel
08-31-2026
For egregious war crimes against fellow Australians, on fifty seven counts' injecting bio-hazardous substances, false
Imprisionment, false information terrorisomg a whole
population, creating un-law.' Denying
Recourse to medical records to ascertain
Causes of death, and how funds were
Allocated, just a few events and actions
Here, all the best to Steven Spiers as
He gets his case together, which i feel
Hardly needed, as recent history corroborates all claims that will be brought.)
No one knows the trap,
Cloud ignites to make you stop.
Savant soldier awake at rest,
Knot the wood to make it best.
Beliefs dilapidated the truth for lies,
Devoted followers shrank what they glorified.
Even then, you praise me to suffocate,
Not a single drop showered to show your hate.
These ten points I surely bleed,
Even a monster enters just to leave.
Till death do us part, to be received,
Only the vows I ought to keep.
It’s not your mistake, you did nothing,
For every problem we were facing, we should’ve done something.
Instead of keeping everything inside our hearts; letting us shatter,
Talking with each other, could’ve made everything better!
We should’ve scrutinized each other’s, both the sides,
It’s an essential step for a happy life, I recently realised.
But it’s not your fault, I know you were just scared of getting caught,
While searching for a happy life, which, with me you never got.
Everything best for both of us, I know, you always thought.
You definitely had rights to choose your own life and I’m glad you had courage to give it a shot.
In my childhood, dreaming of spending my entire life with you is all I ever wanted,
But for unfortunate circumstances, practicing a life without you is something I should’ve sorted.
If I would’ve done that…Today, I would’ve known how to deal,
With you and our relationship, which neither of us could heal.
Guilty and lonely, is all now I feel…
T'was criminal being so short.
That miniskirt's surely guilty of causing whiplash.
Nobody dared try stop it.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
sitting in a church
wondering if they all know
I’m an agent of ice
My hands in the autoclave
It is no disaster
No mistake
Complete sterilization
Not quite yet cremation
Free of my predation
I crawl through a cavernous cave
Its wet walls perspiring
Nooks like glands
Gulleted by the monster
Steep feet without falter
Skull space I foster
I lay in a shallow grave
No need for depth
In this loamy cradle
No longer death I seek
But whatever keeps me weak
Hyphae drink the fluid I leak
Protected; not me, but you
Dissected; they bore me through
An ending to my disgrace
Put me in my place
I feel as though I’ve missed a step,
It’s not that I’m truly innocent.
A mistake that ruined my rep,
The cold caves close in on me
I feel as though I were tied to a tree,
As Though I would never feel free.
My stomach, as though there were butter in it, churns,
My heart feeling sick, twists, and turns.
I’m falling in a black hole, no escape,
I do regret it, but time has passed.
Seeing truth and lie clash,
Dreams of happiness are dashed.
My fear becomes greater in shape.
Alas! The feeling of guilt
Its eating me alive.
As I watch flowers wilt,
I know I won’t thrive.
Being lied to can hurt,
But being the liar burns
Like always, my heart yearns,
Freedom, back to the friendly turns.
For it is too late now, I’m wholly consumed,
From head to toe with feelings of guilt.
I’m a liar, they assumed,
Again, I watch the flowers wilt.
In the midst of my own storm
unnamed, unspoken, unnoticed –
the silence is deafening, unbearable,
yet too sacred to be shattered.
Desire presented himself to me, softly,
I turned away and did not return.
Not from fear nor sorrow,
but for love —
for the discipline of stillness.
I embrace the ache
over its guilty sweetness,
I chose to cradle the pain,
so others may dream.
Time unfolded its wings above me,
hovering over my heavy crown.
Not rushing nor judging,
just shifting the shape of my feelings.
And when the ache softened,
the silence slowly started to whisper.
I saw the truth:
The wound had always been my gift.
Not for glory
neither for praise.
But for peace
that blooms in restraint.
moment of truth
juror’s quick glance and brief smile
~ innocence is bliss
Guilty Conscience
Spare my soul
Forgive my Spirit
Cleanse my mind
Redirect my thoughts
Rebuild my sense
Boost my motive
Energize my strength
Heaven isn't far away
Hell is always inbound
My eyes are hazy
My faith is wavy
The graveyard is ready
But my salvation is steady
Surviving_Pawn
I was on trial.
The crime was denial.
When I admitted,
I was acquitted.
Hang your head in shame:
kept quiet in the face of injustice
~ the lingering taste of cowardice
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
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