| 2020 Poetry Challenge: Sight/Mars/Magic 9 |
For the 2020 Poetry Challenge, participants were given three options: write about Sight (recognizing that the year 2020 sounds like 20/20 or someone with normal vision), Mars (honoring the 100th birthdays of science fiction authors Isaac Asimov & Ray Bradbury and the NASA 2020 Mars Rover), or write a Magic 9 poem, a form created by Divena Collins. The Magic 9 is a nine-line poem that uses a misspelling of the magician’s command “Abracadabra!” (just remove the letter “R”) as its rhyme scheme. Poems were selected by our guest judges. Virginia poet William Vollrath judged all the poems about Sight. Wisconsin poet Sue Roupp made the selections for the poems about Mars. Dr. Thelma T. Reyna, Past Poet Laureate for the Altadena, California Library District chose the Magic 9 poems.
We thank all of the poets who shared their writing with us. We thank the many teachers who encouraged their students to participate. We thank our guest judges and our volunteer editing team for their time, energy and enthusiasm for the project.
Enjoy!
Jennifer Dotson
Founder & Coordinator
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Adrian McRobb - 2nd Place, Adult Non-resident
Mars…
They came too late
dropping out of orbit
the dust
kicked up by the boosters
dead and heavy
Ruins and silence
an eerie quiet
papers blowing by
plastic straws on beaches
mute testament
Miles and miles
of empty savannah
oceans devoid of life
rusting cars
on an empty highway
Advertising boards
selling toothpaste
to empty air
a dead planet
wasted…
| Annabel Glasser - 2nd Place, 5th Grade Student
Mars
There is nothing just so stunning,
As Mars siting in the sky,
Deep red in color, beautiful,
A marvel always on the fly.
On a black sky canvas,
No other like itself,
Orbiting quite peacefully,
On the solar system shelf.
A single red spot up above,
There when nighttime comes,
Sensational and lovely,
As older it becomes.
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Emily Taub - 2nd Place, 4th Grade Student
Mars
Mars
Frozen Water
Flowing Water too
Could there be life
Who knows?
| Emma Alexandra - 2nd Place, Adult Highland Park Resident
Honeymoon, Two Moons in Full View
They whisper an ancient song of hope to the cosmic wind.
Searching for beauty they imagine,
they yearn to be in its palpable presence.
Flying together toward its gravitational pull,
they anticipate the thrill of spinning in its orbit.
Ultimate wedding gift, honeymoon, two moons in full view,
telescopic lens a spaceship to Red Planet.
Mars welcoming their curiosity, exploration.
Two moons, on this honeymoon, Deimos and Phobos,
Asaph Hall discovered in August 1877.
Ultimate wedding gift, honeymoon, two moons in full view.
Two moons frenetic, erratic trajectories, mystery unraveled.
Alighting Mars Rover in its bumpy ride,
they embrace the experience.
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Jasmine Belcher – 2nd Place, High School/College Student
Suckle
Drops cover the window as honeysuckle tea fogs my glasses
One wipe and the world becomes clear again
One wipe
The gloomy day seems a bit brighter now
he fire warms my body as the view warms your soul
No vison and I could still see you shine
A blind man could know my thoughts
See them with such clear vison
As the raindrop covers the window and the tea fogs my glasses
| Lindsey Deshur – 2nd Place, 5th Grade Student
Sitting in a Tree
I woke up not knowing I’d see,
A tree was waving up at me.
So I get up and climb the tree,
That was waving up at me.
The sky was blue, the grass was green,
So I look up, and enjoy what I see.
I slid right down the tree so fast,
And looked up at the tree at last.
Goodbye old friend I had to say,
I must go and enjoy this day.
Then the tree bent down to say,
I hope I see you another day!
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Zee Mink – 2nd Place, Adult Non-Resident
Soul Spectacle
Grandpa Dan wore his large horned rimmed glasses low on
his substantial Roman nose
Peering through cracked lenses, his piercing blue eyes seemed
to look directly into my soul
Studying faces, he would push the worn frames firmly against
his furrowed brow, causing uneasiness for those in his view
No one would say he had common vision, his was a 20/20 of
the unexplained human mysteries
The day he died the mortician removed his signature spectacles
from his serene face
Folded them gently, placed them into my waiting hands
I caressed them with my memories, then shrouded them in
his large white hanky
Hiding them in a secret pocket in my leather satchel, I knew the
souls captured would need time to adapt
Days later I retrieved my tender treasure from their hiding place
Cautiously, I wrapped Grandpa Dan’s horned rims around
my twenty something ears
Looking through his cracked lenses, I saw a new world
unfolding, faces were clouded as their souls became clear
I would forever see the universe through uncommon fractured
lenses which now sit low on my substantial Roman nose
| Laura Ross – 2nd Place, Highland Park Employee
How We See
If I see
With my eyes,
I inspect,
I view,
I observe,
Seeing is vision.
If I see
With my ears,
I hear,
I interpret,
I relate
Seeing is responsive.
If I see
With my hands,
I feel,
I experience,
I touch,
Seeing is power.
If I see
With my soul,
I connect,
I believe,
I consider,
Seeing is conscious.
If I see
With my heart,
I discover,
I endure,
I give,
Seeing is perspective.
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Zofia Galent - 2nd Place, Elementary Student / Magic 9
Gymnastics Fun
Gymnastics is very fun;
There are four different events that you can do!
Some girls may think of it as number one,
And gymnastics is for both genders (girls and boys).
Practicing is never fully done
Because there is so much to work on.
If you practice a ton,
You can even compete against others, too!
Don’t forget to put your hair in a bun!
| Emily Rice – 2nd Place, High School Student / Magic 9
intact
there is nothing that holds you back
your words pierce my mind
honesty is an attribute you lack
all you do is talk in lies
your truth is a needle in a haystack
buried under those hateful words
all debates morph into attack
so even if my love is not blind
please remember- your opinion is not fact
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| Gymnast Zafia Galent; Photographer Maria Galent |
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Ann Lamas – 2nd Place, Adult Non-Resident / Magic 9
What Lasts
Monotonous gray skies and lashing rain,
reminders of what lasts and what passes,
falls on woods, ponds, ravines, moraines,
an old parish church orientating east.
Listen, hear its golden rooster weathervane
whistling in the north gale blowing through.
See Saint Peter's weathercock remain
spinning in place above casement latches
unfilled pews and motes of transmundane.
| Jean Kinloch – 2nd Place, Highland Park Resident / Magic 9
Wedding Cruise
My brother’s getting married on a cruise,
a sun-filled week onboard a giant boat.
I agree the bride and groom should choose
the venue for their ceremony,
still the invite was unhappy news.
I can’t afford the voyage costs
plus the ocean’s motion gives me blues.
Captive with our family adds a note
of crazy; hope the bars are stocked with booze.
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Emily Hanssen – 2nd Place, 4th Grade Student / Sight
Through an Ant’s Eyes
Life is harder than you think as an ant
You see things at ground level that others just can’t
A pebble to you looks like a mountain to me
To me a blade of grass looks like a tree
I dodge right and left to avoid death from a shoe
But from your perspective you’re just passing through
It’s not all bad – don’t get me wrong
For a tiny ant I’m super strong
| Richard Kaufman – 3rd Place, Highland Park Resident / Sight
I Chart
I can hear myself
hearing myself.
I can see myself
seeing myself.
I can be myself
being myself.
Perhaps some day
me can me I-self
meing I-self.
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| Clear View Collage by Kathy Lohrum Cotton |
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Henry Gamson – 3rd Place, 6th Grade Student / Sight
True Sight
Sight
a deceitful thing
for you can’t truly see
unless you look inside
and think
As I look upon you
I truly try to view
to see hidden
past pains long forgotten
to the endless winds of time
When you look
do you really see
my present joy
my past sorrows
wandering down an aimless road
of worry and bliss
Many have glanced
but few have seen
and those who did
made the ancient world prosper
So be as you are
for those who see
will see you
and in turn
you will see them
and both in the end will flourish.
| Niyah Edmond – 3rd Place, High School/Sight
Through the Lens
In the summer
I see 20/20 without my glasses
The lens of my camera replaces them
I have all the motivation in the world
Clicking away at the shutter
There’s more light in the summer
The sun makes the pictures brighter
Everyone becomes happier
With each click of the shutter
My vision becomes clearer and clearer
I can see through people in every picture
They tell stories without opening their mouths
Conversations happen within the eyes
From the eye
Through the lens
And through the person
Stories are told
There is no need for glasses
Words aren’t a necessity
In the winter
Everything becomes darker
My eyesight drops with the temperature
As we both reach -15
My motivation vanishes
The camera is hidden away
Stories are no longer told
Words become a necessity
And I have to find my glasses again
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Michael H. Brownstein – 3rd Place, Adult, Non-Resident
A New Prescription for Eyeglasses
When you find someone special
outside your mother’s comfort zone,
you hope her vision will improve –
you fall in love because you fall in love:
Rain and snow is that simple. Starlight
and moonbeams, feldspar and winged cavansite
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these, too, are objects of love
and when you marry that special someone
who remains beyond your mother’s comfort zone,
you need for her to have all of those things
collected in crystal bottles, glass jars,
small bags, wooden boxes, folded paper,
paintings on mirrors, graphite on glass,
so she also can understand, finally,
you fall in love because you fall in love.
| Jennifer Brown Banks – Honorable Mention, Adult Non-Resident / Sight
Silly (Circa 2005)
Today,
It seems rather silly,
How yesterday
Thought I couldn’t live
Without you
Being part of my
Tomorrows,
And now,
Years later,
I stumble across
Your photograph
And struggle
To remember
What the fuss
Was all about
They say hindsight is 20/20...
As I laugh
At just how
Silly
I was back then
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George Dick – 3rd Place, 4th Grade Student / Sight
What You’ll See in Highland Park
In Highland Park I can see
Lots of things that make me happy!
I see the Botanic Garden filled with flowers,
I see people perform at Ravinia Festival with their voice and powers!
I see an old school that teaches new things,
Braeside helps students find their wings!
I see Highland Park Pop with its delicious food,
It puts me in an old-time-popcorn-shop-in-Wisconsin mood!
With so many great and beautiful places you will feel right at home,
And I hope you liked this Highland
Park poem!
| Judah Paul – Honorable Mention, 5th Grade Student / Sight
Seeing Things
Is it just me
Or did I just see a rainbow tree
I don’t think it’s Christmas time
Whoa, is that a Mime!
Is it just me or am I seeing things
I feel my back to see if I really have wings
I feel little spikes
Then I feel a strike
Next I look in a mirror
It was just a night terror
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Mark Hammerschick - 3rd Place, Adult Highland Park Resident / Mars
solarity
cool, calm, collected
rising in an eastern arch
parabolically pulped
a sun ascends
flashlight fresh beaming bright
sending night into freefall
a moon still remains vigilant
scattering patched remnants
of bulbous white
in a western expanse of sky blue
a blue which beams Solaris
deep in muddled memory
of darkness then infinite light
running silent, running deep
into an odyssey of small hands
trying to catch rain
blinding bright
forests of night
rise deep in total recall
puzzled shards
of a life lived
in the back yard of time
laying in a frayed hammock
staring up, up and away
into today and back again
like tumbleweeds
blown by errant winds
we tumble and bumble
forward always winning
near the goal
| Safia Khan - 2nd Place, High School Student / Mars
An Unsought Replacement
A blood covered planet,
Named after the God of War.
It’s supposed to be my Salvation,
Yet I feel chilled to my core.
My limbs feel leaden,
My veins made of ice.
A new place,
But Earth was the price.
Why was this meant to be?
Can’t you see?
The ruination of Earth was easy to foresee.
Leaving Earth killed me.
Now, I am nothing more than a refugee.
This blood covered planet,
Should be my solace.
But I’m deemed “ungrateful”,
So I am aweless.
I tried to preserve a planet
That never had a chance.
Only to become an outcast
For my beliefs and stance.
Make no mistake.
Humanity will continue to take.
Mars is only a conquest.
And the desire for more will never rest.
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| Joe Glaser, Photographer |
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Emily Taub - 2nd Place, 4th Grade Student / Mars
Mars
Mars
Frozen Water
Flowing Water too
Could there be life
Who knows?
| Yijin (Olivia) Tang - 3rd Place, High School Student / Mars
The Fire
Look up the universe
I can see the Mars
Across the ocean
I can see the Mars
Outside the window
I can see the Mars
The red eye like fire
Flaming in the Milky Way
Blooming around the universe
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Zev Kessel – Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student / Sight
Flying
There was a bird who didn’t have good sight
It was the beginning of 2020 and time to take flight.
As I watched him fly into the night sky
I realized he couldn’t see anything,
he fell back down and
I said, “Let’s try one more time.”
When I lifted him back up he started to fly,
and he kept on going… He could fly.
I thought about when I will see him again
Probably when he is flying
high in the night sky.
| Elyse Ozinga – Honorable Mention, High School/Sight
Life is a Story
Not written on paper but written on your very own skin
Those markings and dots cause bruises and scars
But the thing about scars is that they fade
The thing about bruises they heal
And sooner or later those markings will bring out a story
By you, not by anybody else but your truth
And you will be heard and the feeling of pain will be swept away
The boulders that were pulling you so far into the ground
will slowly roll off
And the feeling of that empty hole being filled again
will be the best feeling in the world
So tell your story
Express your feelings
You are not alone
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| Lynn West, Photographer |
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Marjorie Rissman – Honorable Mention, Highland Park Resident/ Sight
Visionaries
you do not need 20/20 eyesight to be a visionary
when you have foresight and hindsight and see the
world through rose-tinted glasses or dark sunglasses,
or readers perched on the tip of your nose like Sir Elton John.
corrected vision is okay. the blind can conjure up
any number of visions that tell it all. think of Ray Charles
who deeply touches his audience and responds to it
but never sees the adoring crowd below his feet. he has
a vision each time he enters a theatre, arena or concert hall
and is led onto the stage and seated at the piano. writers and
actors, artists and photographers have visions of their creation
before it is cast in stone, printed on paper, hung on a wall
acted at local theatres only to be revised by countless
audiences or readers. We revise as we breathe, as we move
through space, as we reach out and touch a falling leaf, a lover,
a baby’s naked backside, envisioning the day when
the last leaf falls, the next kiss will come, the baby grows up before
our very eyes and has babies of its own.
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Dalia Horowitz - 3rd Place, 4th Grade Student / Mars
Mars – the Red Planet
When I look up, I spot stars.
But then my vision stares at Mars.
The sight of it will never rot,
The red planet looks very hot!
It bolts through the darkness of space,
Mars – A really special place!
| Keya Fowler - 3rd Place, 5th Grade Student / Mars
The Magic of Mars
I can see, a planet staring down at me
M-A-R-S, it is spelled
Fascinating as can be
Oh, I wish I could fly
I would be filled with glee
Craters fill the land
Of my happiness, this is the key
Never again will I be held
When I am up in those starry skies, I will finally be free
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Alessandra DeHayes - Honorable Mention, 5th Grade Student/Mars
The Big, Red Planet
Do you ever wonder what’s on Mars,
Fifty-four million miles away?
And when you look up to the stars,
Do you wish you could explore it?
Or just see it with your binoculars?
There are so many things we do not know.
So, would you spend all of your dollars
To see what there is today,
Beyond NASA’s radars?
| Aaron Fridman - Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student / Mars
Let’s talk about Mars
Let’s talk about Mars,
The friend of the stars.
Named the planet of red,
In the end they have said.
Back then, it was known as the God of war,
And the great Greek people made tons more.
But we are talking about the red planet Mars,
Who, fortunately, won’t have war with the stars.
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Candace Kubinec – 3rd Place, Adult Non-Resident / Magic 9
Road Trip with a Four-Year Old
we play ‘I spy with my little eye’
from Oklahoma to Albuquerque
helping to make the miles fly
she, in her car seat – I, right beside
peering out our windows at objects that zoom by
trees, road signs, construction vehicles, cows
our giggles fill the backseat with each try
when the landscape turns stark, without variety
we look up – we will always have the sky
| Julie Isaacson – 3rd Place, Highland Park Resident / Magic 9
Enough
You want to know if I am able
What I can offer, provide
And bring to your table
You’ve not stated your skills and arts
Yet you question if I am stable
To handle the tasks at hand
Your new systems, which merely re-label
I wish you’d give it a rest
I quit! I refuse to enable!
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| Joe Glaser, Photographer |
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Maxwell Juhas – 3rd Place, High School Student / Magic 9
The Enchanted Anywhere
The magic flurries through the air
As soft and light as winter snow.
A place where dreams, pristine and fair,
Like buds from frost’s embrace do sprout.
You won’t arrive by path or stair.
Your legs may, on this journey, rest.
This place deserves your tender care,
For often do you gladly go
To this enchanted anywhere.
| Emma Koontz – Honorable Mention, High School Student/Magic 9
The Garden Boy
Around the garden we wander,
The smell of flowers on the breeze.
Trees here and a lake over yonder,
Our new favorite place we explore.
With every step my ears seem to ponder
The lilt of your voice as you speak.
With each word my heart grows much fonder
Of a boy who has won my affection with ease.
All of my doubts about him were squandered.
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| Jennifer Dotson, Photographer |
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Sophie Seligman – Honorable Mention, High School/Sight
Eyes
The window to your soul,
The depths within.
The key to your being
Who you are,
all your sins.
Your eyes,
They speak.
What your words just can’t say.
And when you talk to me,
You dare not look away.
Everyone has a story,
Different through their eyes,
Which glimmer a green, blue, or hazel hued dye.
So, with your eyes
Of their unique colored hue,
Through your eyes,
Show those you care for
What they truly mean to you.
Just try to look
With compassion and with love,
With interest, with beauty,
With peace,
Like a dove
But this color is nothing,
’Til ignited
By your internal light.
When telling one a story,
Or a loved one goodnight.
| Lauren A. Zilberstein – Editor’s Special Mention, 4th Grade StudentHybrid Sight & Mars
Slightly Starry
Sight, being beautiful,
Sight, never dull,
Sight, being divine
Sight, having an awesome design!
I don’t need spectacles,
To see dogs like beagles,
Poodles, teacups, corgies, too,
Or the shoes they want to chew!
I can see the sky; Slightly Starry,
Whooshing over the grass, like a bee,
And though others may look for stars,
I sit out and look for Mars.
As I stare through my telescope,
My body floods with signs of hope,
That shows me that though a red-hot color,
The feeling of warmth on Mars is less than a blur,
For this is Mars that we’re speaking of,
The closest planet from up above!
We are hinted that there may have been life,
Up on Mars with a husband and a wife,
And seniors and children big and small,
On Mars, Guess what? I see it all!
Sight, lets me see all, he’s and she’s,
Sight, lets me see my peers!
Sight, lets me see emotions, excitement, fear!
Sight, lets me see the night, Slightly Starry!
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Esperanza (Espi) Semrad - 1st Place, 4th Grade Student/Mars
Mars
Mars, Mars
Next to the stars
Big red light
In the night
A day in Mars
Is 37 minutes more than ours
With my sight
In the night
I look at Mars
Up with the stars
The big red light
In the night
In the night
With my sight
I look at Mars
All rusty and dusty
We still are not there
A place with rust everywhere
| Will Romo - 1st Place, 5th Grade Student/Mars
Mars Couplet
As a new Mars Rover crosses over Mars
Here on earth, all we see are stars
Looking at the black night sky
Wishing we were able to fly
And the Rover has landed, we all yell hooray!
We can discover Mars today
Looking at its streaks of red
250 miles from my bed
Its rocks sticking out like mountains
But no water or water fountains
Not one person is not watching
Every second of space hopping
We still continue to look for new planets in space
But today, Mars is our place
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Abbie Sprogis - Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student
Mars
The great planet Mars
stands out from the stars.
Streams are to be seen,
Mars is very extreme!
It starts when you see a star,
and then not very far,
soon you will see,
MARS!
Floating up in the sky,
it’s red and it looks like the eye
of space.
It looks red hot,
but surprisingly it’s not.
It’s ice cold,
so don’t freeze.
Mars is very extreme!
| Emma Rose Jones - Honorable Mention, 3rd Grade Student
Wonders to Mars
What do you say when you ever get the chance to go to Mars. And it was actually a dream and you tell your parents, but they don’t believe you and you wish you could go wonder to Mars. And if you ever get to go to Mars and you get to see space, but you don’t remember all the planets like Mars and more. And you then look at the stars and you see how beautiful they are. And if you do ever wonder what’s going to happen on Mars just send it up to Mars.
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Cortlin Garcia – Honorable Mention, Elementary Student/Magic 9
Me and My Dog
In the morning we play,
Then we get a drink.
We get ready for the day.
We go out for a walk
and look for a sunray.
We stay away from people.
The weather has been cold, we wish for May.
Our day is done, we head to sleep in a blink.
Me and my dog have our own way
| Rebecca Grace Lichtman – 3rd Place, Elementary Student / Magic 9
A Trip Away
A trip away, a trip away.
To U.S. Nationals we go.
We watch great skating like watching a play.
Bradie spinning, Mariah jumping, Jason flying through the air,
We watch all night, we watch all day.
As the athletes reach for gold,
A trip away, a trip away
With Dad I go.
A special trip today! Hooray!
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Marcia Pradzinski – Honorable Mention, Adult Non-Resident / Magic 9
Speechless
How do I love you?
I can’t recount the ways -
without you near my day grows blue,
not like azure skies above
nor waves of Mediterranean hue
more like a dirty sky that threatens rain.
With your hand in mine a sun breaks through
and in my heart your warmth then stays
and holds me in a place so true.
| Betsy Dolgin Katz – Honorable Mention, Highland Park Resident / Magic 9
Winter Magic
The temperature tells us winter is here;
The ice and the windkeep the message quite clear;
Snow piles up on the patio table;
Three inches deep and we let out a cheer;
We head for the ice pond
or grab poles and ski gear,
And building a snowman
is the art project of the year.
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Some people prefer a fireplace and beer
or marshmallows on a stick
that create smiles ear to ear;
Crackling wood and a wonderful glow
from burning logs into which we peer
remind us of the warmth of love,
not taking for granted people we are near;
We cuddle and hug them
and treasure moments so dear.
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Will Caplan - Honorable Mention, 4th Grade
Mars and the Stars
Way up high in the sky
I wonder how high
I would have to fly
In the sky
To make it to the thing in space
That’s a cool place
Its name is known as Mars
Hanging out with all the stars
Although I don’t want to go,
With all that chunky snow
Oh Mars, oh Mars you are the place
But have a lot less space!
| Jacob Shulman - Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student
Mars (an acrostic)
Mars is a planet
Atmosphere
Red
Solar system
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David Maletsky – Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student/Sight
Splotch
On my canvas I have spilled,
A great big blotch of ink.
What do you see?
Do you see a bird flying high up in the sky?
Do you see a cat, lounging in the sun?
Do you see a car, driving across hills and mountains?
What do you see?
You could see many things in this great big blotch of ink,
so stop to think; and tell me what you see,
Because all I see a big black Splotch.
| Leo Sher – Honorable Mention, 5th Grade Student/Sight
Go Blue
I was going to the game, so much to see and do.
I looked at the stadium, I knew just what to do
When the ball was kicked, I thought it went to the moon.
But when it came to the game, we all saw it, too.
Shea Patterson threw the pass,
And Nico Collins ran fast.
And then I saw a little push and that was 15 yards.
Thousands and thousands of people cheered and cried.
And when I saw Quinn Nordin kick the field goal,
We were all surprised.
Michigan faked and everybody saw it.
That was a sight you all should have seen,
And that very day we all screamed.
Oh, the sights I saw, it was fun,
But nothing was cooler than when Michigan won.
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Sam Bortz – Honorable Mention, 4th Grade Student/Sight
2020
Perfection is hard to achieve,
2020 vision is attainable by some,
But I don’t have it, which is fine,
Because our country is made up of people who see things differently.
The United States is a melting pot of vision,
And our culture is more accepting because of this.
| William Vollrath - Judge for Poems about Sight
Rainbow
I finally saw...
seasons in the leaves
beauty in the song
fertility in the soil
power in the sea
promise in the sunset
eternity in the stars
need in your eyes
I finally saw colors
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Sue Roupp - Judge for Poems about Mars
Mars
A Roman god of war
large as earth
glowing orange
as if to tell us
I am. I exist.
18 times
earthlings
visited one way or another
looking for warriors?
instead finding the
largest orange
dust storms and
the tallest mountain
in the solar system;
another kind of violence
these storms, another
way of winning a war
with its tallest mountain,
sans humans but
still a winner.
| Thelma T. Reyna - Judge for Magic 9 Poems
Dream
Diaphanous drapes tremble in beams
of midnight moonlight,
and windowsills gleam
with glassene dewdrops.
Her dream
unwinds, tossing and turning
her nightgowned body till it seems
she’ll fall from bed, and alight
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2009 Fall
Muses' Gallery Archive
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