I don’t dare to dream beyond what I can do
It is foolish, craving to capture everything within view.
The world around is wondrously wide, a canvas vast
The more we try to grab, the more into agitation we’re cast.
Keep away from herculean schemes for tomorrow
Instead give today your best for a brighter morrow.
Focus on feasible things, let go, what’s beyond.
Take every step with caution, to simple needs respond.
heart lacks tact
face flushes crimson
eye contact
lip quivers
taken by his smile
she shivers
a phone rings
breaking the tether
heart still sings
heart lacks tact
taken by his smile
heart still sings
The doorway waited, silent, for someone who never arrived.
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Contest Judged: 11/29/2025 10:36:00 PM
( 1st Place )
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Fry eggs and grok
Shell shock food
Rush toilets and dustbins
Only douchebags
Frugality with economy of words
hoping you will read between the lines
silence dishing out the obvious
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
the minimalist
decries clutter
wishing for less
perhaps nothing
a seeking goal
already
fulfilled~
Minimum is maximum...
say a lot, write little
concise, driving, surprising
PS. IN UP to 30 syllables
words fall
fall from
from the
the noisy
noisy sky
sky dissolve
dissolve into
into the
the blur
blur of
of the
the past
wordsfallfromthenoisyskydissolveintotheblurofthepast
w
o
r
d
s
w
o
r
d
s
p(erception)
o(f)
e(lusive)
m(ovement)
(((((((((((((((((((()))))))))))))))))))))
)tnemevo(m
)evisul(e
)f(o
)noitpecre(p
(*********)
night falls
light glows
)**********(
dark peace
peaceful space
darkspace
~~~~
*0*
\/
dark space
spacious peace
darkpeace
(*********)
night glows
light falls
)**********(
wherever
we go
there
will be
decay and
absence
for the
moment
we absorb
and learn
stillness
become
silent
listen
silently
silently
becoming
To understand
minimalist poetry,
one has to be:
competent wise,
clairvoyant,
or metier poet
minimalist... !
The bullet you
don't shoot
yet
will be
story...
The stone you
don't throw
yet
serve you,
one day...
Only reality is
hallucinatory,
the dream
not ...
No candle
sleep guards of
who doesn't
dream ...
Trash and luxury
are slips
the same
men...
The biggest betrayal
is to be stabbed
in the back by
yourself...
plywood windows dusty streets faded graffiti
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