Autumn '24: Writing

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Autumn '24: Writing

Convey the ephemeral beauty of autumn in the genre of your choice, poetry or prose, fiction or nonfiction. Let yourself be inspired by the colors, settings, tones, and traditions of the season. 

[Photo credit: "The Last of Fall" by ckodama24, YWP archive]


It's a complex season of interchangeable names (is it autumn or fall to you?) and back-and-forth weather with its echoes of summer and hints of winter. It's a time of beginnings (a new school year and the range of emotions that go with it, from trepidation to excitement) and endings (falling leaves, shorter days). Share your take on the season!


CONTEST DETAILS

  • Three $75 prizes for writing; three $75 prizes for visual art
  • For ages 13-19. You must have a YWP account (It’s free to join!)
  • Respond to the challenge in any literary genre
  • Must be your original work and not published elsewhere. No AI.
  • No limit to number of submissions
  • Prize winners and honorable mentions will be published in the November 2024 issue of our digital magazine, The Voice.
  • Contest deadline: Oct. 25, 2024


    Click here for the Visual Art Contest

     

Submissions

  • Autumn's Quiet

    Autumn unfolds with a whispering waltz, a soft, soothing symphony of hues and sounds. The air, crisp and clear, carries the tender echoes of summer’s end, a delicate dance of warmth and chill.

  • Drive

    Take me on a drive. 

    I'll roll the window down, 

    stick out my hand, 

    let it 

    soar through the air, 

    fly on the speed, 

    fly on the wind. 

     

  • First leaf

    The first leaf

    is let away

    from the motherly grasp

    of its tree's branches.

     

    It twirls down

    the veins and the webbed leaf between them

    fighting

    gravity

    making it spin

    dip

  • Ember

    From a mere ember

    the amber ignites



     

    From a mere gust

    The speckles of amber spread




    From a mere kindle

    The flock of amber glows



    From a mere day

  • Fall’s Reminder

    The stars begin to realign,

    Opening new doors,

    As summer starts to resign.

    With whispers of love anew,

    Fall changes what we once knew.

    Bringing us a new gentleness.

    One made out of love,

  • If Autumn Were a Person

    Wisps of long brown hair

    escaping a orange knit hat

    Honey brown eyes

    Surrounded by black-rimmed glasses

    Heart-shaped lips

    Lightly covered in lip gloss

    Cream sweater

    Under a green puffy jacket

  • heaven

    and here i thought we were all going to die someday;

    incorrect;

    our corpses (sacks of what used to be our livelihood, exhales of what used to be our lives) will 

  • Autumnal

    the world is colder than before

    north winds exhaling dragon breath across the valley and

    my doorstep where i wait for the bus (bumblebee against concrete),

    rubbing my hands together and

  • 2020 Fall

    As the evenings got darker

    And the days got colder

    We became closer

     

    As the leaves were whisked away

    We began online school days

    And became inseparable

     

  • Autumn

    The fluttering leaves that were once so lush and green and captivating and sang in the breeze,

    Now, they are gold,

    Wispy flakes nestled in among the reds and oranges,