National Poetry Month Contest
Our seventh annual National Poetry Month contest winners are listed below. A reception for participants and their families will be held at Present Tense on May 4, 2013 at 2:00 pm.
Avelin Maguire Tomidy
Grade 2, Batavia NY
- Gentle in the wind
- Searching for prey
- The owls eyes
- Like two moons that sparkle in the darkness of the night
- I wonder how the feathers don't ruffle when they swoop on giant wings?
- How owls are greater than the birds that live when the sun is brighter?
- How the owls search in the darkness of the night?
- I feel like I am an owl myself - swooping, dashing with great talons
Grade 5, Alexander NY
- The Night
- So mysterious
- Filled with stars.
- Howling of the wind.
- Barking in the hills.
- Darkness like a wave of crows
- The end is near,
- The light coming from the hills;
- Slowly it leaves to come again.
Grade 8, Pavilion NY
- The lights flicker as I walk into the gym.
- My sneakers tied perfectly and fit to my feet.
- The thumping of a ball when it hits the gym floor when it's just me in there to hear it.
- The lights still not on all the way as I shoot the ball.
- The sound of when the ball grazes through the net without touching the rim.
- I feel at home when the ball is in my hands.
- Nothing can overcome the feel of my hands moving the ball when I play.
- Absolutely nothing.
- I dribble and shoot as long as I can, because I love it.
- When I dribble the ball pounds into the floor.
- I make it go faster and faster until it goes as fast as it can.
- Sweat is what I want as I practice. I practice and try to make the sweat pour down my face, unlike many others.
- So many shots that I will take and I will make them because I will keep practicing.
- I shoot and shoot and soon I become exhausted, but I keep playing.
- I attempt all the shots that I will encounter when I play.
- Three pointers, layups, jump shots, dribble pull-ups, and one of the most important, free throws.
- I do my routine of three dribbles then a spin of the ball in my hands, then shoot.
- That routine has been performed many times with great success.
- Making shots are huge in basketball and I have prepared myself for shots during games and practice.
- I take my time to do many different layups that will help me later on.
- Reverse layups, floaters, finger roles, and various layups off the backboard that will be very effective.
- Dribbling followed by shots and the sweat drips during both.
- I love this game and that is why I do this.
- Shot after shot will help me to be great in high school, college, and hopefully beyond.
- I work hard and it will help me do things.
- And most of all I love this game and all the things in it from the shoes to the game winners, I love it.
Grade 12, Batavia NY
- Endless railroad tracks
- lead us to our unknown,
- the afterlife.
- Where our blue clouds turn into skyfall.
- But why do we have to die?
- Did we not play our chips well enough,
- in this complicated affair?
- Maybe it's just us,
- the only planet where this happens.
- The only place where time is limited,
- like a countdown to the final buzzer.
- Someone always loses.
- Someone's sky always falls.
College, Batavia NY
- Prelude of a Reverie
- A billow of fog forms
- The forest surrounds our splendor
- Glorifying nature
- Traveling to an unknown destination
- Our thoughts guide us
- Instinct has lost hold of its boundary on us
- Through the forest lies the unknown
- Echoes of creatures and feet stumbling
- Trees swaying as if dancing to music
- Together, yet alone
- Vast wilderness inside our minds
- Silhouettes in the distance
- A voice in the distance
- Many voices
- Fear and curiosity
- Withering leaves crackle under our feet
- Into the unknown we travel
Honorable Mention, Grade 4, Alexander NY
- Music, music, the world is your lyre.
- The birds and rivers sing, even the
- flowers, in their own silent way make
- music to brighten our day.
- The butterfly sings in whispers that no one else can
- hear, that doesn't mean they're not there,
- crickets and grasshoppers too.
- The cricket's miniature violin and grasshopper's song
- make music for the world.
Honorable Mention, Grade 5, East Bethany NY
- View of a Waterfall
- Rushing water like falling clouds
- Rock rubbed off from millions of years ago
- Green plants, brown rock walls
- A dark cave
- A lone bird flying
- A tree tripped up with the waters' stream
- A big pine tree
- How beautiful a view can be