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We are open to interpretations on the theme: harmony, partnership, belonging; losing relations, discord, chaos; the complexity among ecosystems or among the human-made governing bodies. Send us your interpretation, however literal or liberal.
Each winning poem will receive $50, for a total cash prize of $150. The poems will be published and displayed in the Poet’s Billow Literary Art Gallery. Up to five finalists will be considered for publication.
We nominate for the Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net Anthology, and The Best New Poets Anthology.

Sorry to have missed the submission date.
Gwen.
Road taken
(Loser)
In life’s battlefields, he’s so vulnerable
Head bows, heart trembles: “Ô! the miserable!”
Between diverged roads stands the doubtful
He takes the most rutted road: “How thoughtful!”
No caring eyes, no warm hands of wisdom
To uphold, forestall his fall in the bottom
Meagre dust shrouds his aching fragile soul
The mob swallows the Newcomer the whole
Once down, his Dreams flatten. Yet his own mind-
The albatros around his neck- up binds
In wild cave, his terror prevails, thence crowns
Sense strings, under the puppet hand, guns down
Dark enchantment in a perfect pitch rise
In crowd 🎶 I exist🎶 I thrive🎶 I apprise
In our crowd 🎶 I is we and we is I 🎶
The Outsider petrifies all eyes blank…
Oops! He’s lost in the Country of the Blinds
Remind it! Rutted roads hardly give rise
But for . where mirages seduce and guise
No heavier shade than being weak yet awake
No dawn in eyes fully opened, yet hands shake.