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ARTELLA'S POETRY GARDENS OF FAME! Click the links below to read the winning poems for the week of May 7, 2004. Poetry Gardens of Fame Index |
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Paula Vander Schouw
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Soul Steps My sky is bird solid, black wing dark, a dream roof that lets the rain in. If I lost all my skin, I could walk there; a fluttering trail of soul steps, baby steps at first, roof-top-free and singing with angels. I knew these stars by name once: Antares was my heart, Castor and Pollux my numb toes. Weeds have grown so high that Ive lost my milky way. The stars say Ive changed. They dont call anymore. My sky is wing thick and if I jump I might catch its black death or be slung by my hair to a rooftop where the sandpaper shingles might scratch my bare back, but I could throw pennies into a dream pool below, wish for a sunrise on venus, or to be called by a familiar name. |
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Lyse Stormont
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Flight of the Grasshoppers Time of the Healing Moon; Eerie silence of an August morn. Clan Mother watches over her children. Hopping robins bare blazing breasts to the rising disk Goldenrod waves of pale torchlight. Daisy yellows show me pure open faces; Horsetails flick and switch in the fields. Branches sway, poplar leaves shiver with the onyx statue of the raven. A steady beat as my footfalls hit the pavement. Running midst the aqua-blue gems of grasshopper wings. |
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Agnes Lutes
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Scissors Scissors please cut away the past You must do it in a flash Someone is waiting to be born Sun is rising on a brand new morn This request to you I bring All that has been, cut the string |
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Marilyn Hansen
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Freedom Corporate woman no more Before shining of sun Suited and out the door No choices, pets galore Walk, walk, walk, run, run, run Corporate woman no more Daily chores abhor Catastrophe, yet fun Suited and out the door Muses know it is war For the womans undone Corporate woman no more There she is on the floor Clammors goddess of done Suited and out the door Jeans ,sweats, shorts now soar The womans outdone Corporate woman no more Suited and out the door |
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