2025 Annual Poetry Contest

Congratulations to the Winners of the 

2025 Annual MGC Poetry Contest!

Special thanks to our sponsors below who contributed prizes to our winners.  Check out the award winning poems below.

Winners

Alyana Henry & Sarah Fertsch

Donated Prizes

Revolution 

Haddon Culinary

House Finch

 South Jersey Food Scene 

  • Welcome to the 2025 Annual Meditation Gardens of Collingswood Poetry Contest!

    This year’s theme is CENTERING 

    There is an eye at the center of even the worst storms, and boats may find respite anchored to something solid. For this year's poetry contest, the Meditation Garden of Collingswood asks: 

    What are the words that remind you of your Center? 

    What language is expressed there? How does the Meditation Garden or being in nature center you? How do you find peace?

    Entries are due November 15th

    Winners receive Local prizes and MGC Swag and are asked to read their poem at the Perking Art Center Open Mic: Friday, December 5th (or we can read it for you) and are published on our website.

    POETRY CONTEST INFORMATION

    This is a free contest. No entry fee is required.

    At the conclusion of each contest, our editorial staff convenes and begins the monumental task of the final round of judging. Please understand, the judging of this contest is just as important to us as it is to you.

    All winners will receive an email and must pick up their prize in person at the Open Mic Night at Perkins Art Center in Collingswood, NJ on December 6th around 7 pm (Or arrange a local pick up at a coffee shop in Collingswood). As soon as the complete list of winners is drawn up, it will be posted on social media and published on our website at www.meditationgardens.org.

    POETRY CONTEST RULES

    1. Poetry can be written in any poetic style about being in a meditation garden.

    2. A poem in its entirety must be an original work by the person entering the contest.

    3. Only 2 poems per author can be submitted.

    4. Poets must be at least eighteen years of age or be accompanied by a parent to pick up prizes and read their poem at Open Mic night.

    5. All poems must be written in English.

    6. Contest entries must be at least 3 but cannot exceed 50 lines (including stanza breaks) and cannot exceed 55 characters per line (including spaces between words). Any submission that exceeds these limits will be automatically disqualified. The poem title does not count as a line.

    7. Poem must adhere to basic rules of capitalization:

      • Do not type poems in all capital letters.

      • Do not capitalize the first letter of every word.

      • Only capitalize words that are proper (i.e. names and places).

      • The first word of each line may be capitalized if it is done consistently throughout.

    8. Do not use “texting” lingo. Properly spell out all words and numbers.

    9. Poems containing language that is vulgar, offensive, or wholly inappropriate will not be accepted.

    10. To ensure proper lineation, please use the “Enter” key to start a new line, indicating all intentional line breaks.

    11. Do not include your name or any other information at the end of your poem.

    PRIZES

    Grand prize includes Meditation Gardens of Collingswood swag and gift cards from local businesses.

    ELIGIBILITY

    The contest is open to anyone who writes poetry and lives or visits Collingswood, NJ.

    JUDGING PROCESS

    Contest entries are judged based on poetic technique, effectiveness, style, and creativity.

    PUBLICATION

    Winning poems will be published on our website, and referenced in our social media profiles and possibly our collaborators: The South Jersey Land and Water Trust, and/or Camden County Parks.  Poems under 1 minute may be used in presentations for donors, grants and fellowships.  Poems may be read by MGC wellness instructors, for example at the end of a meditation or yoga class.   By submitting a poem to our contest, you accept that your poem will appear online and in print.

    We ask that winners also post our social media posts about their poems on their sites/profiles.  We would also like to arrange to have the winner read their poem or agree for someone else to read it if they do not want to be on video. 

1st Place:

Centering

by Alayna Henry

I am in this place,
this garden of growth,
a blue sky sun above,
the ground at my feet.
I see greenery all around, 
water flowing upon the earth 
the gentle breeze
at my face,
birds singing bright songs.
I know who I am,
my place in the universe,
within the hands of God. 
A state of serenity,
a place of peace.
I am clothed in contentment 
in this moment,
the eternal now.
It has taken
most of my life 
to arrive here,
finally centering.

2nd Place:

Centering

by Sarah Fertsch


our fingers have felt far too much-
tapping on cool glass, digging for gold and graves,
yet still, they reach.
our eyes have witnessed far too much-
screens and storms and suffering,
yet still, they see.
our ears have heard far too much-
wanting for silence, 
given words and worry and weariness, 
yet still, they listen. 
our tongue has tasted far too much-
blood and salt and what remains unspoken,
yet still, we hunger.
our nose has breathed in far too much-
smoke and soot, stuffy- 
missing the scent of our homes,
yet still, we breathe-
inhale. sense the shift. five senses. first light.
we do not need to escape our bodies
any longer-
for we are each a sun,
rising, calling.
for we are each the earth,
present, answering.
come home-
exhale.
place your hands on your sternum.
pass rib cage straight into heart.
pass bone and body straight into soul.

surrender to the eye of the storm-
the skies above 
can see us clearly now.
the center holds
because the wind
is nothing more than
the breath of the sky.
do not turn back or forward. still yourself-
inhale.
blood alive, coursing straight into heart.
breath alive, speaking straight into soul-
exhale.
no more up and down. no more turning ourselves around
to see what was after or before, rather-
see what is.
be what is.
balance.
return to the center-
come home. 

9. Underbelly
My mother used to tell me that
I’ll meet porcupines around every corner
but i knew she was talking about

My sister, who gripped clumps of my hair until I squealed. Who locked herself in her room,
making me late to school on purpose 

Look for underbelly, mom told me. 
Underneath the needles, just beyond the claws, below the bloodshot eyes drowned in tears 

When siblings grow and reconcile, and when wars break out like acne on skin, when bruises are
never justified

And when the world is crueler than usual, when prickles and godforsaken prayers are without
cause or answer, I weep in a garden of silence. 

Will Nature repeat Mom’s homily? 

Look for the underbelly. 
Soft, fatty, wiggly and gentle. 

Perhaps the needles are sharp on both ends. Perhaps every heart bleeds a little bit, too.