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Welcome to Garden 0608 in
ARTELLA'S POETRY GARDENS OF FAME!


Click the links below to read the winning poems for June, 2008.

Poetry Gardens of Fame Index

First Place
Second Place
Third Place
Fourth Place





FIRST PLACE WINNER


Katherine Payne Ostrom
"I, Katherine Ostrom , a 56-year Asian American love working with my hands. Expressing my innermost feelings and emotions in poetry helps myself to appreciate life's journeys.-- the sometimes pitfalls and disappointments life brings, but also capture the beauty and joy of happy glorious events."


Bits and Pieces
by Katherine Payne Ostrom

Her grandparents help mold her pleasant personality
Aligning heartbreak to maturity.
Friendly, this woman age thirty-four
Reopens squeaky hinges of a family tree.
Thanksgiving a daughter confronts her mother's eyes squarely.
Point-blank she says, "I've heard bits and pieces fill in missing gaps.
I need to know what happened. Why didn't you raise me?"
Guilt twinge to a risen question silent these years.
Curiosity knocks, and wins out.
Stunned me, I breathe a prayer asking help.
"Lord, plant honest words with love."
Calmly, I explain what she had to know
From my version of life circumstances.
She isn't shocked, and nods approvingly to answers I speak truthfully.
Past memories tucked inside my soul
Open a sigh of relief of buried emotions.
Hush! Can't you hear the melody? I do.
My heart is playing this song.
"I accept you. I'm glad you are my mother.
I'm proud to be your daughter. You have done no wrong."


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SECOND PLACE WINNER

Daniel
by Sharon Menz

Before
I knew your name
I felt you touch my soul
with the sadness in your childs eyes
bruise blue.

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THIRD PLACE WINNER



Vixen
by Poetic Java

I want red heels.
I want them 5" and shiny,
I want them with metal heel tips, I want to wear them
until I've worn the souls thin.
I want them open toed and ankle strapped,
so my legs look that much sexier in them.
I want to strut down the street
past the pizza place and the grocery store
with all those carts lined up outside,
past the UPS guy sitting in his truck
going over deliveries to be made, past the mailman
putting mail in our box and the box next to ours,
and the one next to that.
I want to strut with my hips wiggling, head held high
drawing attention to myself in my long sexy skirt.
I want to walk down the street
ignoring the awe-struck faces
of the construction guys eating lunch,
the guys on the court shooting hoops
and the married man getting into his car
who turns to whisper, "damn"
because I look so good.
I want those shoes bad. I want them now.
When I find them, I'll put those shoes
on my feet like I'm Cinderella dressing for the ball,
or the Diva making an acceptance speech
on somebody's stage. Yes. I'm a vixen
and I want to wear my red shoes
as I sashay through life like
I'm the Queen of England-
knowing that when I die,

they'll be burying me in them.


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FOURTH PLACE WINNER

Desire
by anny indarty

Little step in the morning
Walked on the snowy road
Too cold , too hard
This is me
I will not stop my step
My neighbour’s voice remind me not to go out .
I just give her my sweet smile
Today is a victory day for me
No one can understand it
Only desire in my heart
Desire that makes me strong
Desire that makes me can do something more than I can think.
I will not stop
I know I can and I will do it
Strong wind flowing inside into my body
It is cold,very cold
I don’t stop my step
Desire in my heart whisper so softly
Don’t stop , I believe you can do it
This is me
And I just believe

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