2010 Northeast Texas Poetry ContestIhr Vergeht Uns Nicht by :
fields of gold
streams of sapphire
wild autumn sunsets that blaze with fire
to nightâ€™s black-plum silken shroud
with diamonds strewn through the depths of the skies
some of which sneak to earth dressed as fireflies
under the eyes
of the pale, waning moon
on the sweet, pine-scented breeze
whisper to me
the quiet, forlorn voices of trees
of a time
of a place
lost to the advent
of fast-paced void
dawn creeps upon us
showering the world with gentle kisses of dew
bright, perfume-laden flowers bloom anew
the sun crests
yawning, beams stretching
the smoky blue hills
filling this twilight time with glimpses
of its subdued glory
and on the coattails
of this breathtaking
sliver of a shadow of the past
the rest of the worldâ€™s wayward inhabitants
forsake fretful slumber
for mechanical thoughts
and mechanical sounds
they rush to fill
their mechanical cities
with their mechanical minds
and continue to zip
through their mechanical lives
to the beautiful complexities
residing as our neighbors
as our friends
as patient compatriots
with sadness they watch us
muttering amongst themselves
in angst-ridden whispers
ihr vergeht uns nichtâ€™
Tying for Second Place: Cody Russell
by Cody Russell
He was born into a dirt-poor family,
Never had anything his entire life.
He had to work all day as a young man
Just to help his mom put food on the table.
He married a beautiful woman at a young age,
And went into the service right after.
They had two wonderful daughters
Of whom they are very proud.
A typical life of a Northeast Texan you might say,
But things would certainly change.
He woke up early in the morning to get the coffee pot going
And prepare for the long day ahead.
He walked outside with the early morning dew on the ground,
With the Mockingbirds chirping and the squirrels playing tag.
He loaded up into that Dodge pickup to go get his grandson
For a long day of baling hay together.
When they got to the field they drove through the cattle guards,
Out through the fences, and into the open spaces.
They took a break that afternoon to unclog the mower
With the sunsâ€™ burning rays beating down on them.
He sat down on the ground with the smell of fresh-cut grass around him.
There was an awkward beating of his heart,
And eyes that will never be forgotten.
He lived a hard life full of hard work and sweat,
But he went in the only place he wouldâ€™ve wanted: the fields.
Tying for Second Place: Aaron Dunn
From the most natural of seats, I could see
Third Place Winner: Jessica Rogers
Many memories have died
Memories made at the farm I am fondest of
But bubby shaped times i will never forget
We fished for hours at a Cass County pond as black as tea
And I'll never forget the joyful, childish, song I sang
When he gave me palominos for my birthday
We fed 'em apples and carrots and brushed 'em together
Sometimes we just sat together
Talking and joking
We sat on the porch and watched a spring moon rise above a bridal plum tree
Thats the only thing i have from him now
The ponies are gone
The pond is but a shadow
But our Lake Country farm reminds me of him
I have the beauty of this amazing sanctuary
The calming, serene forests
A place of rivulets flowing with melody
Engulfed by thousands of greens and the everchanging blue above
This is the world we shared
Nowhere else feels the same
Nowhere else feels like him.
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