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SUBMISSION HEADER
Sponsor Name:Ink Empress
Submission Date:July 11 , 2026
Prompt(s) Used in Poem:
`~ Your fingers around my soul`
`~ I own your signature`
`~ Kiss me when the sun sleeps`
Pyramid of Peace
Your fingers around my soul,
like the first stones set on Giza’s plain —
layer upon layer, we build in silence,
a pyramid of love and eternal peace.
I own your signature upon my soul,
etched not in papyrus, but in starlight and stone,
a covenant no desert wind can erode,
like silk that births a butterfly from bone.
Kiss me when the sun sleeps
in the cradle of night’s dark arm.
Let us raise our pyramids together,
stone by stone, breath by breath, warm.
In the quiet between heartbeats,
I lay your name as the cornerstone
no storm can shake it, no century can move it,
for peace is the mortar that holds us alone.
Let time carve its name on mountains,
let rivers forget their way to the sea,
but we will remain, two souls in one shadow,
an oath written where no ending can be.
Let the cruel dust of time pass over,
and find us still unbroken, aligned.
For thousands of years they will whisper:
"Here stood a love that became eternal in stone,
a wonder the world could not unbind."
Froth
by Odin Roark
Come
Be my operator
Me your camera
Medium shot
Lower Manhattan sidewalk café
He in Armani suit accented with Ferragamo tie
She with Jimmy Choo and Prada outfit
Both with Latté and croissant
Low angle
Bottom of refuse chute
Zooming up through food trash
Hurtling downward
Tortillas
Rice
Chinese vegetables
Big Mac wrappers
Wide angle
Textile floor
Sewing machines
Steam pressers
Dark skin
Yellow skin
Back to back
Fans whirling
Sweat flying
Finishing food break
Quickly down the chute
Garbage
Traveling
Into subway car
Dark skin
Yellow skin
Heads bowed
Exhaustion at end
Night
Manhattan
Armani and Prada
Dancing
Drinking
Rolled $100 bill snorts
Night
Bronx
Yellow skin
Dark skin
Fire escape mattress
Bathtub mattresses
Wall to wall
Families on straw mats
Domestic fights next door
Depriving sleep
Night
52 floors up
Skyline view
Moonlit bedroom alight
Prada with Eye mask
Armani with face scrub plaster
Seashore CD lulling sleep
Wide
Night shift
Congressional mailroom
Rows of paper-shredders
Reams of documents
Header – “Minimum Wage Proposal”
Pages upon pages
Shredding into recycle bins
Low angle
Nightstand projection clock
Ceiling lit up with 4 AM
TV comes on
BBC morning stock report
Armani raises head from pillow
Puts on glasses
Stares at TV screen
Removes glasses
Manually turns off TV
Spoons Prada
Sunrise
Bronx studio apartment
Chinese family lines up
One bathroom
15 readying their day
Wide
Textile floor
Steam building up
Hundreds of idle sewing machines
Prepared
Close shot
Espresso foam machine
Latte cups waiting
Froth filling the frame
Header Note:
Poem TitleThe Scalpel vs The Prayer DHR
Sponsor Name: Daniel Henry Rodgers
Theme: Science vs Faith
Form / Type: Diabolical Dialectical Contrapuntal Poem
Date of Submission: July 10,2026
The Scalpel vs The Prayer DHR
LEFT COLUMN: THE SCALPEL RIGHT COLUMN: THE PRAYER
Steel failed to hold the artery Knees failed to hold the floor
Gloves went red, then went still Tears went salt, then went dry
The clock stopped with the bleed The clock stopped inside her chest
Air left the breathing tube Words left her whispered prayer
Silence ran door to door for news Silence ran through her bones
Names were tagged for the body His name was lifted to God
A flat line held on the monitor Hope fell from her cracked voice
Sweat cooled on brow and mask Warmth left her empty hands
Doctors spoke in loss and counts She spoke in "God, take me too"
The door opened, dark came in The door in her shut closed
"We did all we could," they said "Bring him home," she heard
We lost the fight, and he's gone God took the prayer, and he's gone
YOU RAN FAST AND FURIOUS NO OTHER LIKE YOU
MAN I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR ALMOST 20 YEARS
JUST TO GET MOTIVATED ENOUGH TO SHUFFLE BACK
HOME INTO THE ARMS OF THE WRIGLEY'S AND
BEHIND THE SCENES OF THE SOX ALL I KNOW A CUB
WOULD BE PROUD TO STAND BEHIND YOU UNLIKE
THE CHEESE HEADER WHO BOW DOWN TO YOUR NEVER
ENDING FLOW KNOWING YOU'RE GONE THEY DON'T
EVEN TRY NO MORE SURE THE DOLPHINS SWIM FREE
BUT THEY BATLLE THE BUCS ON ONE KNEE
TAKE ME TO THE BALL GAME OF HALL OF FAME
A PLACE WHERE I CAN ALWAYS READ YOUR NAME
WRITTEN BY MRS. YOLANDA NICHOLSEN 5-14 -2004
2910 PROVIDENCE STREET FORT MYERS FLORIDA
RECOVERING FROM A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY
They don’t get it, bunch of fools
Don’t they see how the media drools
Over each and every tweet
Crafted not to be discreet.
Are they blind to my great skill
Of bending media to my will,
Time and again I pull that trick,
And they fall over like a brick.
My strategy’s sublime there’s no denial
Prepped as a lawyer does for trial,
I make a case and sell it strong,
Daring them to call me wrong.
And once they do they’re in my trap
For all their energy I sap,
Each falling over like ten pins
To call out loud my litany of sins.
Oh dear God isn’t that great
How so easily they bait,
Puffed like Adders full of bluster
Regaling me with countless hours of laughter.
But with their faces ever redder
I’m invariably the header,
For my words to sing out loud,
To my all adoring crowd.
So on I go merrily tweeting
On a veritable shoestring,
The investment now all theirs
Fully answering my prayers.
Flood lights are bright
One more match am I right
It’s the reds of Liverpool
And the Wolves who are determined not to be fools
Soon it will be a weekend break
With only the England Champions games at stake
If the Wolves are the ones end up with the take
One will make money that could be determined finagled and fake
Cooler heads should prevail
Keeping the Reds undefeated streak without a fail
This would mean one would invest more
To make a small profit from an easy score
Early on the Reds showed their muscle
Relaxing those who do the business-like hustle
By knocking it in
One may wonder if this would be enough for the win
Heading to the rest rooms after the first forty-five
The fact was the Wolves were still alive
Despite the Wolves not having anything on the board
The Reds should be concerned if they needed another score
The Reds went on attack attack
The Wolves were resistant and stayed on track
When fifty minutes ticked away
The underdogs started to make some hay
Wearing the yellow and staying mellow
When they agitated the calculated bettor
With one nice header
Level at one it was
Creating some upset buzz
Rain and mist seem to persist
And one more goal should be on both team’s list
As the hour gets late
The Reds did not have much more time to wait
Suddenly there was a shot on goal
Which only made the Wolves look bold
Things seem to be tight
In this prime-time fight
Then under seven
There was a goal den opportunity sent from heaven
A kick that was done with so much meaning
That sent the crowd home screaming
Liverpool two Wolves one
And now that it is done
It is time to celebrate this won
Header
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: THROUGH AESTHETICA
Date:July 18, 2026
MIDNIGHT IN VELVET
In blue midnight she wore deep purple velvet, a crown of thorns in silk,
To meet her love where moonlight cut the dark like broken glass.
Love whispered in the ocean of fear, a tide that pulled and broke,
Two shadows danced while the night held its breath, alas.
Soulmates split by a black hole of sorrow, stars swallowed whole,
Tears fell like rain on velvet, drowning every silent vow.
A single shoe left lost behind, a fit that cruel time stole,
Before we turned to golden ashes, we sang our last song now.
Email?
I’d rather eat kale.
Texting is more fun to me.
An informal decree.
Email is-
When you have business.
When you have something important as a paper letter.
What should I write as a header?
When I begin.
I wonder about the group I’m in.
How should I address them all?
I’d almost rather make a phone call!
Hello all,
I’m hoping to make a call
I think I sent that a little early…
I hope they don’t get surly.
But they might be confused.
Maybe amused…
How did I cause such embarrassment?
I wish I never clicked “sent.”
Email is when,
We all search within.
To choose the right word.
To be heard.
Hello everyone,
I hope you are having fun.
Wondering what I was trying to share.
You are curious, while I despair.
Is text better for everyone here?
Yes? That’s what I want to hear!
So in the end, we decided to use our phones.
So we can slouch on the couch in our homes.
Hello everyone!
Texting is way more fun :)
Inside Safe Brings Angelenos Inside From
Encampment in South LA
Posted on 09/12/2025
En Español
???
LOS ANGELES – Mayor Karen Bass today
announced that more Angelenos came inside
from an encampment in South LA. Located
between community spaces like Brotherhood
Crusade, an elementary school and homes, this
encampment was a safety concern to many in
the surrounding community. Through Inside
Safe, these Angelenos will now receive quality
care and services as well as personalized case
management. B-roll available here.
Every elect which detours homekey is defrauding
life saving federal agents from objective
of budget dating back to initial failure to
stay on same document header, heading
and spend replenish order.
Rights to Writing
As of eves grace
The students relieved
Enjoy the fountains waters
Music surrounds
And Liberty attends
The mind sets this way
Oft, hours draw against the setting
From another side of liberty
Very little cloth remains
Her children, remnants of wars
Counting upon the delay
Delay the examination
Very good indoctrination altruism affords
More, more of itself and attendings.
Opinion versus Science allows debate
for free speech
Thus learning is a news of choice and liberty
The vote is removed from human
Human dignity
They don’t give a monkeys
You’ve read what they’ve said
These flunkeys are off their head
Braggadocio pinocchio junkies
Baz cronies nutter baloney utter
Phoney show ponies in the gutter
Stutter one more flutter then splutter
Aussies like a knife through butter
The death of a nation..us all pining for Bazball’s fine dining/opining alright whining degustation;
Amuse bouche (louche with a bag of douche);
Golly gosh Hogwash
Humpty Dumpty Numpty
Total scrotal Tosh
To start (brain fart);
Fish have another swish
Trumpet Bazball strumpet crumpet
Dish of death wish Gibberish
To cleanse the palette (God dammit);
Far too mellow sickly sweet lemoncello
Take a mallet to the Bazball planet (grief aperitif & digestif)
Entree (naysay it's okay.. the way we play come what may every bloody day);
Ruddy veteran fuddy duddy buddies bash
Splash of rash & brash
Off stump chump slump rump
Dash..lash then crash
Flash Balderdash hash
Desert ( just desserts)
Teasing wheezing ego pleasing Trollop
Dollop of Codswallop
With a twist of narcissist mist (you get the gist)
Cheese board (traditions ignored)
Aussie gloat aged goat
Camembert despair
Double header immature cheddar
Out fought and out thought Roquefort
(served with they're crackers and in a bit of a pickle)
Petit Fours (flaws encores & guffaws);
Scoop of NincomPOOP
Tasty bit of hasty bullshi*
Peacocks big bolloc*s
Tripe as ripe as our Gripe
You don’t get a coffee because like Test cricket they can’t do it for toffee