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2024 Official DUP NaPoWriMo Challenge

Tyrant of Words
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Joined 11th Apr 2015
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Poetry Contest

30 Poems in 30 Days!

FOUNDERS: Ahavati & JohnnyBlaze
HOSTS: Team NaPo'24

This Challenge is ONLY for those who registered between March 01 - 31st in the Speakeasy. All other posts will be removed, including any comment, banter, and particularly drama. You may ask questions or comment in the 2024 NaPo Discussion thread located at the link below:

TEAM NAPO'24: Ahavati, cabcool, SummerRain75, wallyroo92, LunaGreyhawk, wafflenose, Fiftysevenhours, DaisyGrace, Mel44, Webmiss, JohnnyBlaze ( Director Emeritus )

Welcome to the DUP Official Glo/NaPoWriMo 2024! Those who finish this challenge will receive honorable mentions on Facebook and Instagram along with a TROPHEEE! custom designed by Webmiss!

This competition is for NaPoWriMo registrants ONLY. All other posts will be removed.


An accumulation of 3 Strikes will result in your Disqualification. You will receive 1 Strike for failing to correct certain Rule Violations in an entry within 24 hours of its posting. We will not warn you to correct anything. You are monitoring yourself. Pay attention to our Daily updates to know If you have any Strikes or were Disqualified.

Our advice? Partner up with others who can check your entries for Guideline violations and immediately notify you of such. If you follow these rules, you won't earn a single Strike.

Only one poem per day can only be posted from 12:01 AM and 11:59 PM in your time zone starting April 1st --- before or after will earn you 1 Strike. You will create 30 posts numbered #1 through #30 regardless of when and if any late postings occur.

Your entries must have its number on top corresponding to the date of its posting, then a title in bold text, and lastly the body of your poem. Example:


Poem Title


After 24 hours of posting, if there is:
No number ( or the incorrect number ) = 1 Strike
No title in bold text ( or no title ) = 1 Strike
Number, title, & poem out of order = 1 Strike
Notes other than the "unique word count" ( which is optional ) or the copyright symbol ģ posted after the poem = 1 Strike

Theoretically, you could earn more than 3 Strikes from one poorly executed Entry and be Disqualified.

Entries cannot be edited after 24 hours of posting. Forum Time Stamps tell us if and when you have edited. An edit occurring after 24 hours can result in a Disqualification.

ē Entries Must Be Pasted Into The Forum Direct Linking is prohibited.

ē Poetry, Not Prose Entries must be in the format of lines and stanzas, not sentences and paragraphs. How "poetic" your entry is IS A NON-ISSUE.

ē No Erotica Allowed Simply do not attempt to post erotica and you will be safe! Do not use language prompting the reader to imagine a sexual encounter. Do not make references or allusions to human body parts with intent to sexually arouse the reader.

ē Entries Must Be In English

ē No Images or Videos can accompany your entries.

Double Posting When Late We encourage you to complete poems ahead of schedule in the event you are prevented from writing and posting by an unexpected event such as a personal crisis, power or Internet failure, etc.

Follow this protocol upon your return: post a maximum of 2 poems per date until you are caught up. At the very top of each late post, attach a brief explanation stating why you are posting late whatever reason it may be. Example:


Poem Title



Poem Title


*Posting late due to no internet.

ē Strike if your late post(s) do not include an excuse.

50 Unique Word Rule

The body of each poem must contain a minimum of 50 "unique" words. You can repeat any word as many times as you wish, but it only counts as 1 unique word. You are allowed to make up your own words. Titles and quotes of other writers are not included in your unique word count. If you provide the number of unique words in your entry, please type it AFTER the poem is finished.

What counts as 1 unique word: Contractions | Ampersands | One letter words such as "a" or "I" | Numbers such as "4" | Hyphenated words such as "sugar-free" | Power words such as "Freedom"  

If you don't have a minimum of 50 unique words after 24 hours of posting, this will result in 1 Strike.

One Violation of this particular rule can result in you not receiving the Trophy.

Errors & Inconsistencies ( Typos, Grammar, Punctuation, etc ) This is not a competition to see who can write a technically accurate poem. You may submit more polished versions of your entries to your personal DUP portfolios or other comps at any time.

Multiple Accounts If you are actively posting at DUP with multiple accounts not publicly disclosed in ALL of your profiles + forum signatures per site guidelines, you will be notified AFTER the competition that you were Disqualified. We do not reward individuals who secretly use additional memberships at DUP to exploit others.

Using Previously Written Ideas For Poems You may convert any written idea into a poem for entry if you wrote it down digitally or old school in a notebook and did not perform any further work on it. In essence, you may use any poem you "started" and it is only during April 1st - 30th that you may "finish" said poems.

If you paused during the "note-making" - i.e were interrupted or answered Nature's call - the note remains valid.

If you returned to the "note-making" after performing a chore or relaxing, then the note is no longer valid. You cannot consult the written version and must start writing it again from scratch during April.

Off Topic & Drama Posts will be removed from the Registration / Discussion thread. Only poem entries are to be posted to the NaPo challenge thread and NaPo Prompt Comp thread.

Acceptable Entries & Writing Prompts We provide prompts available in the NaPo Prompt Comp competition likewise beginning on April 1st.

Otherwise, you do have complete freedom to write about anything you want! You will not be disqualified based on content or quality - with the exceptions of Erotica, which is not allowed, and Plagiarism; if we discover that you are swapping words in pre-existing poems or copying partial to entire poems, you will be notified AFTER the competition that you were Disqualified.

PLEASE use common sense. Your poetry, unpolished or otherwise, is a reflection of the overall talent being fostered by DUP. We would hate to see outside readers, potential members, or even publishers turned away by material meant to garner attention purely from shock value. Don't be a shock jock.

Final Award Check After the FINAL entry is submitted on April 30th, Ahavati and the Directors will double check entries to ensure viability. It only takes 1 ineligible entry to negate your acquisition of the trophy, so be certain your work adheres to the Rules!

A special THANK YOU! to all braving this challenge! Particularly to our Team members for donating their valuable time to assist us in making this the most SPECTACULAR NaPo ever!

Sincerely Good Writing To All,

Team NaPo Ď24

Tyrant of Words
Joined 25th Apr 2013
Forum Posts: 577


to you who keeps my skin in a mason jar ~

grey skinned man
with your baby bird bones
a warzone
in which you cannot win
have known no peace}
& late to the front ~
Ö already invaded,
halfway conquered
before we began Ö
we slept
while it lay siege
ever so silently
digging a trench
thru you
from the bottom up
as tho it intends
to devour you
& so i write this
while you're
slowly dying

Tyrant of Words
Scotland 30awards
Joined 4th Dec 2018
Forum Posts: 1878


Profiting From Fear

boomtown pandemic
everything sold
with fear
old con men
new opportunities

nothing off limits
when it comes to
creating easy money
no missed oppertunity
taking a mark

its about
feeding these anxieties
pressing buttons
that rip past
protective barriers
normally in place

your friendly
unlocks reason
making the perfect
21st century victim

Unique  Word Count 56

Nathaniel Peter
Twisted Dreamer
United States 6awards
Joined 20th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 124


The Myth of Human Decency

Case the heart as you make love like war
Make yourself at home at anotherís ground zero
When all you do for anyone else is self its for
When the villain masquerades as the victims hero

Ambush, striking in ways unexpected
Wounds exploited with eyes infected
All you see is everything through the lens of your own scars
As if the blood you shed is what makes you who you are

Ego tripping, the acquired taste
Paraphernalia made of a liars friends
Gold hearts gone to waste
The user thrives on the means to their own ends

Compensations of medicated inadequacy
Leaching off of the thunder of anotherís tragedy

Getting off on disease to sell yourself like youíre the cure
When your ways are just as much the affliction
Like a social cancer infiltrating the host
When attention is the heartsí addiction

Loose lips slander in the ways of a yenta
When gossip proceeds from the mouth like the birth of deaths placenta

Starting fires and adding to the furnace of your own hell
When bitterness challenges compassion
Iím torn between wishing you dead or well
When the soul is ugly as the fads of the worldís unseen fashion

Reminding myself we battle not against flesh and blood
I guess itís just the devil in your eyes
When crocodile tears are a toxic flood
I swim against the temptation to resign you to my own despise

You have a way it seems of echoing poison sentiments
When kindred demons scavenger like the wolf of a familiar narcissist
Black hole plagues playing tug of war as we reckon with this gravity
This detestable heartache of resisted vengeance follows in the way of such depravity

No stones to cast when the worst in others is the propensity of ourselves
Who do you hate but the mirror when itís a reflection that you see
Even if itís not full grown we all bear the burden of our own humanityÖ

Fire of Insight
United Kingdom 9awards
Joined 3rd Mar 2017
Forum Posts: 312


I Was Afraid

Preceding experiences, traumatic and unkind
choosing hope over fear, never resigned
spiritual journey meant to emprise

Consideration for perceptual illusions
prohibiting an unquiet mindís intrusions
as thoughts are often boldfaced lies   

Resolute, upon a prophetic mission
steadfast, firmly holding position
promising future, intended to realise

Leaning into discomfort and pain
disallowing its tyrannical reign
in solitude and reflection, I am wise

Assuredly battered yet never broken
distant memories, leaving unspoken
internal perspective to revise

No more oppressive shackles to abide
growing strength adorned with pride
subsequent escape from that which ties

Out of overwhelming shame into the light
vast wings expanded, taking flight
just as a phoenix, from ashes I will rise

Tyrant of Words
United States 19awards
Joined 7th Mar 2021
Forum Posts: 273


Deepest & Farthest

Rain from a gateway
A greatness
of grey
names of flames

Having their way
in the way

Seems to say: This life shall be/lead by knife
Stab your way/into your way
A delight of light
Slashed-across the shiny metal surface
Unwinding in reminders

Dreaming into streams beneath the wild windís projections

Blood covering floods

discovery: Deepest



Tyrant of Words
United States 37awards
Joined 21st Aug 2013
Forum Posts: 821


Midnight Snack

Ham and Swiss on rye
with romaine lettuce,
slices of fresh tomato,
spread with yellow mustard
or the brown, pretentious kind,
lastly a dollop of mayo
turkey can be just as sublime
tummy rumbling
as the pen traverses the page
no mind the hour
or actually acting my age
I succumb to tastebuds
irresistible power
so, it's off to the fridge
alert saliva gland prods
to prepare and consume
the true food of the gods.

Unique word count: 61

Dangerous Mind
Philippines 10awards
Joined 6th Jan 2019
Forum Posts: 363


On Peace

The world looks on
As humanity crumbles
Senseless death
Unjustified killings
Imposed hunger

What have become
Of the human race
Hearts have turned cold
At the sight of injustice
Uncaring, indifferent

When will the world act
Upon such insolence
And disrespect for human life
And wake up
From its deep slumber

Perhaps it takes history
To repeat itself
Before we realized
That we have failed again
In keeping Peace on earth

Dangerous Mind
India 3awards
Joined 9th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 104


There was no light

I used to write moon and stars sometimes
infrequently adorned the evening sun
engraved verses with the feet of butterflies
And also rained clouds on yawning words

I dreamed, and the eyes got misty
The eyelids opened and the fantasies remained asleep
new moon landed in my yard
A procession of stars came in tattered clothes

The person who till now lived like an umbrage is now gone
the one who was circulating in my  veins left me in predicament
He had glass ears, unable to hear reality
He saw stones in the beads of the rosary

who did not have land started to become landlord
Abyssal water also started to be carried in the pocket
Blankets were stolen from the body in full December
even started occupying the sidewalk when  needed a homeÖ

Tyrant of Words
Canada 10awards
Joined 18th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 1168



Thereís a cranky old poetry machine
tucked away in the back of my head.
It hasnít been running well, of late,
only firing up in short, infrequent bursts
as a last-resort grasp at clarity
when emotions have become too tangled.
It has suffered from disuse,
its metaphors jammed,
flow revving unevenly in halting, coughing word-bursts.

Today Iím pulling it from the shed and
gently blowing off the dust.
Iíll gingerly test each lever and pulley,
searching for semblance of rhythm and rhyme,
replacing spark plugs of inspiration,
hoping that love or fury will ignite
to burn out the sludge of apathy.

As the machinery sputters back to life,
Iíll haul it down to the underground,
gathering with fellow poets there.
Weíll admire each otherís poetry machines Ė
the well-seasoned antiques,
the apprehensive newer models,
some shiny and purring,
others bedraggled and choking like mine.

Together in our own thirty day exhibition,
weíll polish,
and encourage,
overhauling language engines
to gleaming consistency
in a camaraderie of ink-stained hands.

Dangerous Mind
United States 7awards
Joined 24th Sep 2017
Forum Posts: 132


Game Night

these pieces
are perplexing
glyphs with
jigsaw edges

each decision
made with
can I envision
the final

the picture
is revealed
wedge by wedge
jammed together
sorting edges
from the rest

playing with colors
alignment required
becoming clearer
piece by piece

the canvas
confesses that
itís lost some
along the way

but it hasnít
how to be
or how to
bring us joy

on game night

UWC: 61

Joshua Bond
Tyrant of Words
Palestine 40awards
Joined 2nd Feb 2017
Forum Posts: 1748



On day one it starts with a big flurry
a sense of angst ó how do it or not?
thirty days to play, so no worry

The brain searches for a theme, a story
a developing idea, a plot
the day is starting in a hungry flurry

Some like it hot, they reach for the curry
and burning their words, rewrite the whole lot -
thirty ways to amaze, so no worry

Stray words lie buried, must be dug from a quarry
they're looking for lines in which they can slot ...
they start on day one in a tight flurry

Smart words are slick and flowing like slurry
they bury the mind in a stew like a shot:
thirty ways to unfaze, so no worry

And when I am tired, eyes are all blurry
lost in a dream, not knowing whatís what
recalling although it starts in a flurry
Iíve thirty days to upstage, so no worry.

Dangerous Mind
United States 16awards
Joined 8th Mar 2016
Forum Posts: 247

1 of 30

migratory miracle

it is it's own precious gift
the migration
eagerly witnessed by many
a soul healing vibration
the trill...the hum
an indescribable song
calming of thought
a delight simply to watch
as dance & courtships ensue
a momentary pause
before journey once more begins
& span of wings carry aloft
taking sacred song & moving on
& then the unexpected miracle
a rarity among the flock
a single singer unlike the rest
a special beauty
standing out
simply by being

Lord Viddax
Guardian of Shadows
United Kingdom 31awards
Joined 10th Oct 2009
Forum Posts: 6697

#1 of 30

Canít Fool Me?

I felt like a fool.
All the rage of the age of technology
But I felt nothing stir within
Just Mirrors, Projectors, and Lights.
And I,
seemed to see past
the technicolour cast;
the Wizard behind the curtain
with a high degree of certain,
that it is all a fake facade.
That it is all a show upon a stage
But One is not amused,
or fooled by the magics.
And simply looking for the exit.

(Unique Words: 52)

Dangerous Mind
United States 17awards
Joined 8th July 2019
Forum Posts: 889


A Single Breath

a thick copse of trees
stands quietly, just beyond
the well-worn and overgrown
path behind my house;
trees, moss, greenery;
foliage and flowers;
exploding fungal bloom
and brown-stalked sentinels
keep careful watch over the
dense, wooded kingdom;
smiling beams of Spring
sunlight reach for the forest floor
in sparse patches of bright,
vibrant incandescence;
my secrets are safe here

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