“Poppies in October” by Sylvia Plath Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts. Nor the woman in the ambulance Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly— A gift, a love gift Utterly unasked for By a sky. #sylviaplath #poppiesinoctober

While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! Can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? 🌊⏳🖤 #edgarallanpoe #adreamwithinadream #classicpoetry #blackpoetry #poetrycommunity

Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep,

“A Dream Within a Dream” by Edgar Allan Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none,

“The Hollow Men” by T.S. Eliot Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow 🌑🌌🖤 #tseliot #thehollowmen #poetrycommunity #timelesspoetry #deepthoughts #poetryoflife #writersofinstagram #poetryforthesoul #soulwords #modernpoetry

And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. ✨🔥📖 #wbyeats #whenyouareold #poetrycommunity #classicpoetry #timelesspoetry #romanticpoetry #writersofinstagram

How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

“When You Are Old” by W. B. Yeats When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. 💜🌌🌸 #pabloneruda #sonnetxvii #poetrycommunity #loveandpoetry #timelesspoetry #romanticpoetry #writersofinstagram #poetryforthesoul #poetrylovers #purplepoetry #soulwords

“Sonnet XVII” by Pablo Neruda I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

A heartfelt thank-you to every poet who participated this year. Your words illuminate what it means to create, connect, and belong. ❤️ #poetrycompetition #poetrycommunity #poetrywinners #literaryart #creativevoices #celebratepoetry #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram

Visit our Winners Circle Page to read their winning poems and experience their artistry firsthand! ✨ 🔗 https://t.co/wRwCt0CmIQ 🖋️ Entries for the 2026 Competition are now open! If you’re ready to share your own voice with the world, your story could be next. 💫

We’re thrilled to celebrate these incredible poets and their remarkable works! 🌟 Each poem reflects a unique voice and vision — a celebration of culture, identity, and emotion that continues to inspire our community.

🏆 First Place: “América Latina” By Alexis Valle 🥈 Second Place: “Brown Beauty” By Paulina Lam Esparza 🥉 Third Place: “Before the World Named Me Mother” By Alexandra Giffin

Then in our souls there seems to languish A tender grief that is not woe, And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish, Now cause but some mild tears to flow. 🌑🖤🌙 #charlottebronte #eveningsolace #poetrycommunity #classicpoetry #timelesspoetry #poetryoflife

But there are hours of lonely musing, Such as in evening silence come, When, soft as birds their pinions closing, The heart’s best feelings gather home.

And days may pass in gay confusion, And nights in rosy riot fly, While, lost in Fame’s or Wealth’s illusion, The memory of the Past may die.

“Evening Solace” by Charlotte Brontë The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

#alfredlordtennyson #breakbreakbreak #poetrycommunity #romanticpoetry #timelesspoetry #writersofinstagram #poetryforthesoul #poetrylovers #deepthoughts #poetryoflife #quietmoments #soulwords #poeticthoughts #classicpoetry #oceanpoetry

And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish’d hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. 🌊⚓🖤