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2026 Poetry Contest.


Check out the poetry of past published poets below.

A short message from one of our past poetry Judges

Kathy Mellor

While it is an honor to judge the poetry submitted, it is also tremendously difficult to look at all the work and heart that went into each one and deem one better than another. I commend all the participants for their excellence, it is no small thing to bare your soul on paper. My hope is that whether or not you won, you continue putting pen to paper and develop your gift for sharing thoughts and feelings through poetry.

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Poetry in Fall will be released in November 2026

2026 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Ellen

14 years old

England

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The Leaf Man 

The strangest thing just happened,

And it happened on my street.

I saw a little leaf man

With acorns on his feet.

 

His hair was made of maple.

His bag was made of oak.

He dressed himself in cedar,

And he wore an aspen cloak.

 

In his bag he had a paintbrush

And a paint tube labeled “red.”

I thought he’d have a canvas,

But he used the trees instead.

 

From the smallest of the saplings,

To the mighty common beech,

No tree or bush was left behind;

The leaf man colored each.

 

And when his work was finished,

The leaves in fiery haze,

The leaf man walked to Fifth Street

To set their trees ablaze.

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1st  Runner Up

Zorayda Faustino

Illinois, USA

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The Lost Battalion of Meuse-Argonne

Like army ants you’ve trudged the rugg’d terrain,

Into the misty forest of Argonne,

With gru’ling pace you trekked through heavy rain, 

The bliss and color of the Fall forgone,

For six long, wear’some days hath you endured,

With blood, sweat, tears and dwindling food reserve,

While German lines bombard your stranded herd,

You kept your ground, resolved to stay and  serve,

But lo! To thee a question I shall ask,

Whilst thou respond from up that somber hill?

What drove you all, O mighty men, to task?

Was it for peace that claimed your lives at will?      

         Alas! Your deaths were surely not for naught,

         For Allied vict’ry, hath your valor wrought.

2nd Runner Up

Eve

11 years old

New Zealand

 

A Season of Dementia​

It’s fall now, 

 

And things are starting to slow for my nana*.

She can’t remember a thing from last fall.

She’s in her own world, 

Even if someone calls.

 

She sits in her chair,

Stares at the fall leaves out her window.

Or wanders around 

And watches the fire kindle.

 

She doesn’t know that it’s fall,

She doesn’t know me,

All she knows is her 

Little 

Square 

Room

 

Though spring will soon come,

Even that gives her no joy.

No joy at all.

 

The leaves come,

And they go, 

But not my nana.

She just stays there,

Thinking of the leaves.

3rd Runner Up

Rubekah

9 years old

Indiana, USA

 

Leaves in Fall

The leaves remind me of geese

​Like they are flying in the wind

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The leaves are perched in the trees

Until they drop to the south

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Like geese

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Published Poets

Adult

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Zorayda Faustino

Illinois​

The Lost Battalion of Meuse-Argonne

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Carolyn Armstrong

Washington

Kings, and Queens, and Vagabonds​

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Annie McCosh

Connecticut

Autumn's Invitation

Teen

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Ellen  - 14 years old

England

The Leaf Man​

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Luna - 15 years old

New Jersey

Autumn is Poetry​

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Thomas - 16 years old

Washinton

A Smoke for Will Lamiere

Middle School

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Eve - 11 years old

New Zealand

A Season of Dementia​

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Laiken - 11 years old

Arizona

An Old Man's Morning​

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Evie - 12 years old

Texas

Autumn Gratitude

Elementary​​​​​​​

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Rubekah - 9 years old

Indiana

Leaves in Fall​

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Emma - 10 years old

Idaho

A Hike To Be Thankful​

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Ellie - 10 years old

Virginia

Autumn Leaf Rain

Authors Pick

These poems will also

be published

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Megan McCain - Adult

Washington

Cycles​

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Breanna Lowman- Adult

Indiana

Falling Gracefully​

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Breanna Lowman - Adult

Indiana

Synchronized Swimmer of​

the Sky

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Yvonne Perez - Adult

Texas

This Season Of My Life​​​

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Madeline - 17 years old

Kansas

Song of the Sunflower Field​

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Madeline - 17 years old

Kansas

Autumn Squirrels​

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Madeline - 17 years old

Kansas

Grandma's Apple Pie

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Joshua - 14 years old

Maryland

The Song of the Scarecrow​​

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Kiralee - 15 years old

Utah

Autumn Leaves

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Kiralee - 15 years old

Utah

The Worn Dance Floor

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Kiralee - 15 years old

Utah

The Leaves

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Hailey - 17 years old

Mississippi

A Day of Thanksgiving

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Thomas - 16 years old

Washington

A Light in the Attic​

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Luna - 15 years old

New Jersey

Reading Under the Tree​

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Spencer - 15 years old

Ohio

Agincourt (October 25, 1415)​

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Ellen- 14 years old

England

The Kids On the Bus and Us​

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Ellen - 14 years old

England

The Thirty First​

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Alvin - 14 years old

Arizona

All I Need​

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Leilani - 14 years old

Colorado

Thanksgiving​​

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Kalani - 15 years old

Utah

Autumn's Liveliness​

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Elizabeth - 16 years old

Michigan

Dried Tansies

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Elizabeth - 16 years old

Michigan

Last Words of Fall

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Fred Chesswas - 14

New Zealand

A New Zealand Autumn

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Charlotte  - 15 years old

New Jersey

Autumn Reminds Me of You​

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Charlotte - 15 years old

New Jersey

Be like the Leaves

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Carter - 15 years old

Massachusetts

Wildfire Haiku​

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Cara - 11 years old

Australia

Skritchy the Brush Turkey

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Landon - 12 years old

Washington

Summer Turns Fall​

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Tonia - 13 years old

Alabama

Changes in Fall

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Clare  - 12 year old

Colorado

Migration​

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Isabella - 11 years old

Washington

September 22nd

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Emma - 13 years old

Utah

Sailing By Ash Breeze

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Xavier - 9 years old

Canada

Oh How I Love the Fall

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Clark - 10 years old

Texas

In the Autumn Breeze​

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Elisha - 10 years old

Illinois

The Scaecrow​

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Elijah - 7 years old

Massachusetts

Pumpkins​​

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Ruth - 8 years old

Tennessee

Leaves of Color​

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Emily - 7 years old

Virginia

Pumpkin Pie

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Oscar - 8 years old

Australia

Autumns Here

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Bethany - 9 years old

New Zealand

What is Light?

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Thank You to this years Gold Sponsor

2025 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Noelle

15 years old

Utah, USA

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Tracing the light 
She stands tall, bold with might
The delicate petals yellow and bright
Roots embracing the earth below
Yet towards the sky she longs to grow

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Always pointed up and tall with grace
She shifts to turn her face
Towards the sun, the light of all
Following across the sky till night fall

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Then waits all night to see the grace 
Of the sun's bright golden face
Then traces it across the sky 
Until she has to say goodbye

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Could we be like this flower, true?
No matter the darkness that passes through
To lift your face, embrace the light
And always look for the good in life?

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1st  Runner Up

Ellen

13  years old

Michigan USA

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The Fireworks and the Firefly

I’m sitting on the grass, waiting for the show, 
The fizzle of the rocket, the sparkle’s rosy glow.
Everyone cheers at the first explosion in the sky.
It’s Red, White, and Blue for the Fourth of July.

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The heavens above are in a parade,
And new acts come on as the other ones fade.
I suck in a breath as the rockets take flight.
I gasp with the others and squeal with delight.

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Then the flash of a firefly catches my eye.
He’s trying to compete with the lights in the sky.
He’s flitting around, performing an act.
Though he’s lacking a sense of timing and tact.

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But his valiant efforts aren’t leaving a mark.
The flashier lights are the talk of the park.
So I turn from the eruptions lighting up the sky
To see the nice performance of the simple firefly.

2nd Runner Up

Emma

9 years old

Indiana, USA

 

Morning​

Dark and black the forest lay.
Warm, but shrouded by the mist.
Till the clouds with effort parted,
And with sunlight it was kissed.

3rd Runner Up

Annie McCosh

Adult

Connecticut, USA

 

Popsicled

Hot and sticky,
Toddler full-tilt,
Adrift in the heat,
Ready to wilt.

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Purple and cold—
Surprisingly sweet.
Ice on a stick, 
New summer treat.

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Drippy and wet, 
This thing is tricky!
Purple streaked kid—
Cool and sticky.

Published Poets

Adult

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Annie Mc Cosh

Connecticut

Popcicled​

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Allison Vestal-Laborde

Louisiana

Spy on Bees​

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Megan McCain

Utah

Eighteen Summers

Teen

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Noelle  - 15 years old

Mississippi

Trace the Light​

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Luna - 14 years old

New Jersey

The Low-Flying Kite​

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Madeline - 16 years old

Kansas

Fun in the Sun on Summer Vacation

Middle School

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Ellen - 13 years old

Michigan

The Fireworks and the Fireflies​

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Emily - 12 years old

New Zeland

Ice Cream​

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Clare - 11 years old

Colorado

The Garden Thief 

Elementary​​​​​​

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Emma - 9 years old

Indiana

Morning​

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Eden - 10 years old

Texas

My Boat​

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Lily - 10 years old

Canada

Joy

Authors Pick

These poems will also

be published

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Jenna Breitbarth - Adult

Maine

A Homeschool Summer​

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Elissa Drake- Adult

Utah

The Garden​

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Sharron Dodd - Adult

Texas

Prancing Prisms​

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Jasmine Ganter - Adult

Massachusetts

Fly Into Summer​

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Mandi Brinkman - Adult

Ohio

Ballgame with Dad​

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Thomas - 15 years old

Washington

Summer Sunset​

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Thomas - 15 years old

Washington

Ode to Car Trips

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BreAnn - 14 years old

Utah

From Lonely to Love​

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Hannah - 14 years old

Arkansas

Songs of Summer

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Elisabeth - 15 years old

Michigan

The Rabbit, The Coyote, & the Goose​

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Charlotte - 14 years old

New Jersey

Summer Reminds Me of You​

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Marcellino - 12 years old

Oklahoma

Dark Summer Night​

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Cherish- 13 years old

Indiana

Summer Twilight​

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Cherish- 13 years old

Indiana

Goodbye Peaches​

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Luca - 13 years old

Connecticut

ANEW

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Gideon - 11 years old

Utah

Summer Storm​

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Caroline  - 12 years old

Maryland

Blue

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Samantha - 13 years old

New Jersey

The Pirate Queen​

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Laura - 13 years old

New Zealand

Waihi Beach

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Zachary  - 12 year old

Oklahoma

Vacation in Australia​

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Azalea - 10 years old

Georgia

A Visit From Summer​

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Emma - 9 years old

Indiana

The Whip-Poor-Will

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​Couplets

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Clara - 11 years old

Colorado

Summer Cheer​

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Elisha - 9 years old

Illinous

The Beach of Boracay

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Albert - 16 years old

Texas

Going to the Beach​

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Thank You to this years Gold Sponsor

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2024 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Hailey

15 years old

Mississippi, USA

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The Poet

The poet sits, a pen in her hand,
A bit of paper laid before her;
On a blanket, in the grassy land,
Only meant for the explorer. 

Time takes its curve as the poet waits,
Gazing at the beauty all around. 
Rush her? She’ll be lost in dire straits—
Lost, never again to be found. 

She takes a deep breath of fresh spring air,
Filling her lungs and refreshing her soul.
She sees a budding tree, no longer bare,
Bend as the wind takes his stroll.

The doe will never go unnoticed
By the eyes of those who truly look:
The pure poet, the skillful artist,
Or the One who wrote the greatest Book.

But let the writer take her time
To draw out the fairest poem—
That it might be perfectly sublime,
Most eloquent and wholesome. 

Bees find nectar from flowers nearby;
Butterflies go fluttering about.
The birds dance in the trees and sky;
She hears their sweet melodies throughout.

Now immersed in the greatness of spring,
Her mind full, her heart overflowing.
The poet’s pen kisses the paper that brings
A poem—pure, beautiful, and knowing.

 

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2nd Runner Up

Carolynn

10 years old

Ohio

 

The Spring Fence

There is a fence in my backyard,

A fence with pink and red flowers,

A fence that is tall like a tower.

 

There is a fence in my backyard,

A fence where animals play,

A fence where I can rest all day.

 

There is a fence in my backyard,

A fence where bees buzz around,

A fence where I plant seeds in the ground.

 

There is a fence in my backyard,

A fence where mother grows her daisies,

A fence that sits rather lazy.

 

There is a fence in my backyard,

A fence that is beautiful and fine,

A spring fence that is mine.

1st  Runner Up

Cherish

12  years old

Indiana, USA

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The Graceful Hummingbird

Oh hummingbird, so quick and light,

You fill the air with splendid mirth.

How rapid are your wings in flight,

And sweet the nectar of the earth.

 

You wear a gorgeous princely gown,

Of vivid plum and brilliant green.

A crest of feathers is your crown,

How rich your incandescent sheen!

 

You swiftly dart from here to there

And vanish at the slightest word.

You chirp and twitter through the air,

How graceful is the hummingbird.

 

So like a tiny beamish fay,

Go and brighten someone’s day.

3rd Runner Up

Lee Salazar

Adult

Virginia

 

Natures Outdoor orchestra​

Splendor erupts from once barren ground 

Pecking, peeping,pollen profound!

Rain puddles of chalkdust and arched bows are found.

Incessant sneezing! “Invierno?,.,”
no sound…

New life awakens! Yellow, pink, purple,and green all around.

Grandeur performance! A seasonally maestroed showcase of Nature’s outdoor orchestra abound!

Published Poets

Adult

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Lee Salazar

Virginia

Nature's Outdoor Orchestra​

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Elizabeth Schroeder

Colorado

There is a Waking Spring

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Melanie Hoem

California

The Worlds Perfect Puddle

Teen

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Hailey  - 15 years old

Mississippi

The Poet​

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Julia - 15 years old

Canada

With Flowers in Her Hair​

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Madeline - 15 years old

Kansas

Ode to Spring Acrostic

Middle School

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Cherish - 12 years old

Indiana

The Graceful Hummingbird​

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Tawny - 13 years old

Utah

Treasured Creation​

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Luka - 12 years old

Connecticut

April Freedom

Elementary​

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Carolynn  - 10 years old

Ohio

The Spring Fence​

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Natalie - 7 years old

Canada

A Spring Afternoon​

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Josiah - 10 years old

Arkansas

The Field​

Authors Pick

These poems will also

be published

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Elizabeth Schroeder - Adult

Colorado

There is a Waking Spring​

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Mandi Brinkman- Adult

Oregan

Sounds of Spring Time on the Farm

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Zorayda Faustino - Adult

Illinois

On the Third Day​

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Bernadette - 17 years old

Connecticut

One April Spring​

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Anneliese - 15 years old

Michigan

Protector of the Forest​

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Ella - 15 years old

Utah

A Reason for Hope​

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Adelynn - 17 years old

Utah

Fling Open Every Door

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Meise - 17 years old

Virginia

The Season of Senses​

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Sophie - 14 years old

Washington

The Promise of Spring​

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Samantha - 12 years old

New Jersey

Bunny Rabbit​

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Luca- 12 years old

Connecticut

Moonshine Creek​

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Luca - 12 years old

Connecticut

From Small Seeds​

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Cherish - 12 years old

Indiana

The Signs of Spring​

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Jake - 13 years old

Utah

Rainbow

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Spencer  - 13 year old

Ohio

And Every Time I Wake​

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Jeremiah - 11 years old

Illinois

Summer in Spring​

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Jeremiah - 11 years old

Illinois

Easter Sunday​

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Kiralee - 13 years old

Utah

Clouds of Peace

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Kiralee - 13 years old

Utah

Naughty Little Leprechaun​

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Tawney - 13 years old

Utah

Melody of Flight

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Cara - 9 years old

Australia

The Beauty of Spring

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Laiken  - 9 year old

Arizona

I Have a Little Sister​

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Ellie - 8 years old

Virginia 

My Show​

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Limericks​

 

Rachel Harper - Adult

Arizona

A Song for Pi Day​

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Jasmine Ganter - Adult

Massachusettes

A Limerick to Pollen​

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Luke - 11 years old

Washington

A Dog Named Gus​

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Alex- 17 years old

Ohio

Naughty​

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Charlotte- 13 years old

New Jersey

Jen's Den

 

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THE 2023 Platinum SPONSORS

2023 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Anders

16 years old

California

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December 25, 1914​

An icy gust slices into my otherworldly lair.

Gunshots and powder will fill the air.

Tanks will come rolling, the men must prepare to fight,

I squeal, so giddy, so full of delight,

I will emerge to collect souls as to the lifeless ground they fall,

I’ll feast on the sound of death’s silent caterwaul,

I’ll devour the men who aren’t lucky enough to live,

They’ll bleed and they’ll die and have nothing left to give.

I’ll lick my lips and I’ll feed on their screams,

I am terror and I am death, I am the stuff of dreams.

 

I slither quietly from my cavernous pit,

And see something frightening, I have to admit,

It’s terrifying, and the reason for which I cannot assume,

There are no souls for me to consume.

Through the foggy air, I see the fighting has stopped,

There’s no death or wailing in sight and my heart has dropped.

 

I fly at the nearest soldier, I’m curious.

I scream at him, “Man, this lack of destruction is making me furious!”

He glances right at me, and his countenance shifts,

He looks at the ground, then his strong chin lifts,

His jaw is set, his eyes are stone,

He whispers, “We are cold and wet, please leave us alone.”

 

I laugh and he flinches, such a small insignificant thing,

I can see that he’s tired; he’ll soon feel death’s sting.

The man stands up—I am shocked by his faithful soul,

I feel an unseen power pulling me back into my malicious hole.

 

The man begins to sob icy tears of relief,

This little cold man with infallible belief.

 

“I name thee Satan, now get thee away,

I see you are hungry, but this is Baby Jesus’ day.”

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1st  Runner Up

Lilian 

10  years old

Australia

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An English Winter​

Crystalized jewels of water hang from the branches of an oak,

Flakes of fine, white powder, fall across the frosty ground,

Whilst the silver blade of an axe steals the last breath of the mature pine.

 

The rich scent of winter fills the air,

As spices blend,

Ginger, nutmeg, cinnamon, and cloves.

 

Warm woollen mittens,

Granny Mavis’ knitted bobble hat,

Families warmly embrace.

 

Fire flickering, licking the chill, 

Drinking hot cocoa,

With marshmallows to toast.

 

And even before winter is over,

The first blooms of crocuses show their dainty, white buds,

And we know, winter is easing.

 

But not for long,

For after three seasons,

We will encounter winter once more.

2nd Runner Up

Julliet Hiller

Adult

Washington

 

An Arrogant Journey of A River​

Fairly, fairly, i ripple over the rocks.

Nothing, nothing can stop my journey down.

The deer will sip, the birds peck, the wolves will lap.

Still I slip and slide to where an ocean is found. 

 

Crispy, cold I wash the roots of the mountains.

Coming changes with leafless trees and gray ground. 

The deer are slow, the birds; flown, the wolves are gaunt. 

Still I slip and slide to where an ocean is found. 

 

Heavy, heavy the jagged parts I carry.

Slowly, slowly the frozen pieces are bound.

My rush is not, my flow is froze, my pride; gone. 

Still, I wait in the riverbed until found.

3rd Runner Up

Luca

12 years old

Connecticut

 

Blizard Hike​

I took a hike over a hill

In the cold winter chill

My boots crunched down below

They crunched the hard, icy snow

 

I stopped and looked at the heaps of white

No green, no blue, not in my sight

What a winter wonderland I’ve found!

It is so quiet; I hear no sound

 

I feel peaceful and I feel calm

 I turn over my hands and open my palms

I thank the Lord for this snowy day

With a cold breeze and sunshine rays

Published Poets

Adult

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Julliet Hiller

Washington

An Arrogant Journey of A River​

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Sharon Dodd

Washington

Pine Warbler Thanks

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Sarah Revo

Idaho

Winter Grandeur​

Teen

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Anders Agle - 16 years old

California

December 25, 1914​

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Ella Gray - 16 years old

Tennessee

Frost​

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Alex Van Komen - 15 years old

Ohio

Shelter

Middle School

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Luca - 12 years old

Connecticut

Blizard Hike​

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Sophia - 12 years old

Pennsylvania

Mistress Winter​

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Kiralee - 12 years old

Utah

New Years Colors​

Elementary​

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Lilian - 10 years old

Australia

An English Winter​

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Mala - 10 years old

Australia 

Winter Voice​

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Micah - 9 years old

Zambia

Yeti​

Authors Pick

These poems will also

be published

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Ericka Harris - Adult

Oregon

My Soul's Winter​

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Jasmine Ganter- Adult

Massachusetts

Snow Notes

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Lee Salazar - Adult

Virginia

Snowball Fight​

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Sharon Dodd - Adult

Texas

Like a Twinkling Tannenbaum​

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Sadie Smith - Adult

Utah

Sounds of Their Feet

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Alan Somers - Adult

Australia

The Southern Cross Hearth​

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Elizabeth - 17 years old

Colorado

Wanderlust​

 

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Hannah - 14 years old

Zambia

The Peak​

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Annalise - 14 years old

Michigan

Winter Trees​

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Korbin - 12 years old

California

Storm​

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Rhylin - 13 years old

California

The Fairie's Nook in Winter​

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Spencer- 12 years old

Ohio

Winter Wolf​

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Kiralee - 12 years old

Utah

What Is Winter​

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Kiralee - 12 years old

Utah

Catching Chocolate​

 

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Cristabella  - 11 year old

Virginia

Sledding​

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Maya - 12 years old

Utah

Snowball​

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Parker - 6 years old

Utah

My Fire Pit​

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Luke - 10 years old

Washington

Cupid's Arrow

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Jeremiah - 10 years old

Illinous

A Winter Tree​

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Jeremiah - 10 years old

Illinous

Christmas

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HAIKUS

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Emilee - 10 years old

Utah

Gifts at Christmas​

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Lillee - 8 years old

Utah

Valentines Day​

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Henry - 7 years old

Arizona

I Shiver So Cold​

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Alex- 7 years old

Australia

Penguins​

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2022 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Hope

6 years old

Maryland

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Night In the Shimmering Sky

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The night is as black as the darkness in a cave.
The stars are shimmering, silver, gold, and yellow.
I can't wait to see them shoot high up and around me.
The wind is blowing as I walk across the mountain,
ready to see my imagination run wild.

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I get to the top. 
I shut my eyes. 
I find the world blue.

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The moon is a shimmering milky white color.
If you look at the moon as closely as I did, you might see the moon's face.
My imagination runs away from me and finds its own way.
Then I think of everything that could happen if I touch the moon.

The goddess, Chang'e; she lives on the moon forever and ever and is always waiting for someone.

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The skies are as beautiful as I think.
Then I open my eyes.
I float up high into the sky.
I can't believe it; I think I will touch the moon.
Stars are surrounding me.
I look up at the moon's crest.
The wind blows in my face, but I don't care.
It gets colder and colder as I go up, but then I hear a voice that says,"Hello, hello. So you made it to the moon. Is your choice to come live with me?" the voice says. 
"Yes," I say quietly, as the wind grows wild, 
but then I touch the moon. 
It feels warm and soft, just like bird feathers.
I sing and dance with Chang'e. 
I love how it feels when my imagination runs wild.

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2nd Runner Up

Jennifer Zimmer

Adult

Kansas

 

Ode to Adventure

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My Adventure, you inspire me to write

How I love the way you scare and excite

Invading my mind day and night

You are fierce and wild

Dreams of you fill my heart 

I will remember you while we’re apart.

1st Runner Up

Julia

13 years old

Florida

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Sandy Shore​

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Sandy shore, rocky beach,

 

Crested waves, crashing each,

 

Swirling shells that whisper tales,

 

Of the sunken ghostly sails.

 

Whispers of, roaring of,

 

The arching waves, up above,

 

The drifting kelp, the silent sea,

 

This is all a part of me.

3rd Runner Up

Allie

14 years old

Missouri 

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Lee's Last Battle​

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The ship was quiet, floating low

On a silent sea

Unknown to the crew sleeping below

Pirates began their spree

 

These pirates were a cruel gang

Hungry for loot and more

Their sudden angry shouts rang

And the sailors woke in mid-snore.

 

“You’re captives of Captain Lee!”

The pirates shouted to the crew

“Anyone who moves will be tossed into the sea

So don’t move whatever you do.”

 

While the sailors were tied fast

A young lad crept up to the deck

He hadn’t been found with the last

And there was hope to save his friends yet!

 

He ran up to the pirate, sure of how to begin

And without a second thought

Firmly kicked the man in the shin

And ran before he was caught.

“Get him!” The captain howled, hopping on one foot

But the scamp knew how to play foul

And dusted the pirates with soot.

 

They cried and rubbed their eyes

And in doing so they found

They tumbled over the side

And fell into the sea, drowned.

 

The boy became a captain and from that day on

The pirates steered clear, remembering his brawn

Published Poets

Adult

Jennifer Zimmer

Kansas

Ode to Adventure​

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Lucy Becker

Kentucky

The Wind and I​

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Melissa Crowther

Utah

Sailing Adventure​

Teen

Allie - 14 years old

Missouri

Lee's Last Battle​

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Makayla - 15 years old

Arizona

Finding Purpose​

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Ella - 15 years old

Tennessee

When a Shadow Lies Over the Path That is Ahead​

Middle School

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Julia - 13 years old

Florida

Sandy Shore​

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Silver - 13 years old

Utah

On Adventures​

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Kiralee - 11 years old

Utah

A Drop of Rain​

Elementary​

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Hope - 6 years old

Maryland

Night in the Shimmering Sky (Grand Prize Winner)​

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Kaiya- 10 years old

Colorado

Bird in My Backpack

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Jaban - 10 years old

Canada

Miniaturized​

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Mara- 9 years old

Colorado

The Red Panda Explorer

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Maya  - 11 years old

Utah

My Closet​

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Ella - 13 years old

Utah

I am an Explorer

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Isabela - 14 years old

Kentucky

Hike in the Woods​

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Mary - 14 years old

Florida

Wonderlust​

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Maigan  - Adult

Florida

My Adventure

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Luke- 9 years old

Washington

Under the Sea

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Bethany - 10 years old

Oklahoma

Graceful a Swing​

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Kiralee - 11 years old

Utah

Harry Potter's Glasses​

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Grand Prize Winner

Jake

10 years old

Utah

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As I Wander

 

As I wander through the pine trees,

I reflect on those who lived here long ago.

 

Native Americans blessed this region;

I hear their tales in the wind as it blows.

 

Flying eagles, colored rocks, wild flowers, untamed horses,

Winding rivers, arrowheads, smokey fires, and buffalo grass.

 

The indigenous American spirit,

Is freedom and hope in the trails that I pass.

 

Grateful to live in this country,

Which today we all call “Land of the Free!”

 

American Indians heritage lives on,

Amongst you and me.

2nd Runner Up

Ella

12 years old

Utah

 

The Rose of Freedom

The rose petals soft,

Smells of sweet dew.

The flower petals velvet,

And red like the sunset.

The flower chosen,

For our nation.

For the Soldiers,

who gave us freedom.

For the flag of rights,

That waves of privilege.

The rose is special to our hearts.

We honor the dead with the rose.

Chosen for honor and devotion,

Chosen for love, life, and liberty.

Adult

Lucy Becker

Kentucky

Choice

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Juliette Hiller

Washington

The Land of the Free

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Nellie Boyer

Virginia

Glimpses​

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Middle School

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Ella - 12 years old

Utah

The Rose of Freedom

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Mary - 13 years old

Georgia

Reign of our Voice

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Isabel - 13 years old

Kentucky

Going to America​

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​Brock  - 8 years old

Utah

Freedom

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Louise Dyson - Adult

England

Dual

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Melissa Crowther - Adult

Utah

Meadowlark​

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Amelie - 6 years old

Malawi

Country of Malawi​

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Elijah - 16 years old

Michigan

Patriots Parade

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Mason  - 10 years old

Missouri

D-DAY

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Maddox - 12 years old

Japan

Freedom Fighters

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Alitsa - 11 years old

South Carolina

The Music, The Song, The Faith​

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Joshua - 11 years old

New Jersey

We Are America​

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2021 Contest Winners

1st Runer Up

Anika

15 years old

Utah

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The Picnic Battle

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The people gather on this eventful day,

Gray against blue,

Father against son.

The citizens and reporters and watchers.

They come with sandwiches and nice suits and dresses.

They hold up their glasses

To watch the skirmish,

To see the side that they are sure will win.

“Oh I’ll wipe up all the blood that is to be spilled today

With my pocket handkerchief.” 

 

And they did not find what they expected.

They did not anticipate

The grief or sadness,

The regret that comes with any fight.

The battle much bloodier than expected,

The dawning realization:

War, this war, all war, is no picnic.

 

They started to move, to get up, to run.

To get away from the war that was no picnic.

The panic to see the other side winning,

The horror to see the lives that were lost.

Gray against blue.

Brother against brother.

Father against son.

Never again see any dispute as a reason to party. 

Never again see any conflict as a joke.

War is no picnic.

3rd Runner Up

Lucy Becker

Adult

Kentucky

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Choice

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Ignorance is bliss,

Because there's only you

What do you know to seek?

There's no burn to be better

It's survival of the fittest, might makes right

Responsibility isn't acknowledged, isn't owned

Because there isn't knowledge

Because there isn't knowledge.

Responsibility isn't acknowledged, isn't owned

It's survival of the fittest, might makes right

There's no burn to be better

What do you know to seek?

Because there's only you

Ignorance is bliss

CHOICE

Knowledge is power

Because you have learned

What is the good and the beautiful

It ignites a quest, a desire

To start another's fire, because

With great power comes great responsibility

Because there is knowledge.

Because there is knowledge

With great power comes great responsibility

To start another's fire, because

Ignited is a quest, a desire:

What is the good and the beautiful?

Because you have learned

Knowledge is power

Published Poets

Teen

Anicka - 15 years old

Utah

The Picnic Battle​

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Elijah- 16 years old

Maryland

Heavy is the Crown​

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Thomasin - 15 years old

Washington

Revolution​

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Elementary​

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Jake - 10 years old

Utah

As I Wander (Grand Prize Winner)​

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Annabel - 10 years old

North Carolina

Unsung

Pawpaw

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Lily Hall - 10 years old

Texas

Love of my Homeland​

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Authors Pick

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2020 Contest Winners

Grand Prize Winner

Reagan Dregge

Adult

Minnesota

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Nessie

The Loch Ness Monster's

shape was born

In shadow-shrouded chasms

Long thought to haunt the

misty deeps

Of cold and lightless fathoms

Some say she is a

fairy beast

A figment spun from tales

While others claim a

dinosaur

Or remnant kin of whales

Myths multiply and

theories mount

But just the other day

I watched her swallow

up the sun

Then wink and float away!

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2nd Runner Up

Elena 

14 years old

Utah

 

A Plea to the King

How could the earth be a boring abyss

With all the people such as this:

The soldiers who never say a word?

Or the dancer whose music is always heard?

What of the storyteller whose shows are worthwhile,

Bringing to the children smile upon smile?

Or the workers who seem not to have names

Yet always have time for the children’s games?

Or the little toddlers with two left feet

Who follow their parents like little lost sheep?

They might seem like stepping stones in the ground.

But with them here the earth is crowned.

Not with the metal that you may believe

But with all of the things that they can achieve.

So, I ask of thee- right here, right now,

If thou wilt hear my pleaded vow;

To see the world as it really should be

Not things in the way of thy decree.

And while they need not show their worth-

(As that has been useless since their birth),

I ask of thee, O’ King O’ Mine,

If thou wilt see this as a sign-

 

To have error is human and that's all we can be,

To change is divine so that's what I ask of thee.

Published Poets

Adult

Reagan Dregge

Minnesota

Nessie (Grand Prize Winner)

Faith

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Melissa Crowther

Utah

Sanctuary

Winter's Wait

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Juliette Hiller

Oh, Smiling Moon

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Middle School

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Elena - 13 years old

Virginia

A Still River

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Grace - 13 years old

Nevada

Opportunity

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Caden - 12 years old

South Korea

My Sweet Little Sister

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Teen

Elena

14 years old

Utah

A Plea to the King

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Lily

17 years old

Louisiana

Quarantine

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Adison 

14 years old

Utah

When Imagination Takes Role

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Elementary​

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Kathryn - 9 years old

Arkansas 

He is Coming

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Cayden - 10 years old

Indiana

A Seed I Sow

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Jordan - 9 years old

Winter​

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Kylie - 10 years old

Texas 

Deadly Dreams

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Isla - 11 years old

ZAMBIA

The Killamanine

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Cambry - 12 years old

Virginia

Seaside ABC's​

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Max - 5 years old

AUSTRALIA

Best of the Best

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1st Runner Up

Elaena 

13 years old

Virginia

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The Still River

The river is still,
as still as a painting,
yet just as a painting,
it is full of motion.
Upon the still river,
the round orb like shape of the Moon,
leading the stars
like a shepherd leads his sheep.
Then once a month,
when the shepherd goes to sleep,
the stars twinkle
and dance across the night sky.
Then, when the night turns to day,
the sun appears, a fiery maiden,
her golden hair rippling behind her.
Her dress and shoes made of gold,
riding in a orange chariot
pulled by fiery birds,
leading her army of clouds
against the armies of rain.
Just as they start to win the battle,
her own forces betray, and banish her.
All this reflected on the still river.

3rd Runner Up
Kathryn  
9 years old
Arkansas 

He is Coming
When the sky is dark,
And the thunder claps.
He is coming.
 
When the trees tremble,
And the earth quakes.
He is coming.
 
When the wind whirls,
And the rain falls.
He is coming.
 
When the rain stops falling,
And the earth stops quaking.
He has come.

Authors Pick

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Christine Owens

928-660-1261

AYearofPoetryTeaTime@gmail.com

Moses Lake Wa.

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