FIRST PLACE : DOUG MONTGOMERY
SECOND PLACE: GAY HOWARD
THIRD PLACE : MIKE BARKOOT AND DOLORES PATITZ
SUNSET UP-SIDE-DOWN
Douglas W Montgomery — October 26, 2008
Dawn!
It*s different!
Sunsets are glorious.
Usually spectacular.
Sunsets have inspired love.
Even migrations and wars.
People are usually awake to see them.
The rest of the world wakes up to them.
They are the climax to everything in a day.
But dawn*..
It*s different!
Glorious in a more discreet way.
Spectacular in its unpretentiousness
Slipping upward without much notice.
Stirring the sky like clouds of cream in coffee.
Imperceptibly it begins, so silently at first
Then gradually yielding to another noisy day.
A drink of fresh water that must last till evening comes.
Dreaded dawn!
It*s different!
Not as many poems about it.
There are a lot of religious songs.
It*s the time of battle. Of the attack!
Reveille! Getting up! Moving out!
Not too relaxing or inspiring for a poem.
Little time for reflection. Wickedness must resume.
A queen dragging the light out of her dark bed chamber.
Poor dawn!
She*s different.
Often an unwelcome guest.
Arriving in the night, madly hungry
Then leaving just when she becomes accepted
But forgotten as quickly as the last nightmare.
What can be said that was so good about her stay?
The cock crew the warning and nocturnals ran away.
The turtles and the snakes replaced crickets and roaches.
Sweet dawn.
She*s different.
Keeper of the rainbows.
Chaser of the fog and the vapors.
She slips out of her golden gown too soon
Glowing like a forest fire over the black hilltops.
Glittering in her dew diamonds scattered on her path.
I love her in spite of the stiffness and pain she brings.
She always returns to me from the other lover*s scarlet bed.
GAY HOWARD
Beam me up -I’ve had it here.
We’ve replace common sense with fear.
Some smugly say: “The end is near!”
While others, find their cheer in beer.
Big Shots roll in ‘high cotton’
While the pickers seem forgotten
Steak and rack-of-lamb for glutten
‘Working stiffs’ eat beans or mutton.
Honesty brings resolution.
Grafts on par with prostitution.
We’ve foaled this nest with pollution.
Arguing is no solution.
To ‘have our cake and eat it too.’
As we ‘humans’ are want to do.
We borrow without ‘thinking through’
That banks just want a ‘piece of you’.
We’ve made a prison without walls
And wander freely in it’s halls
Convince each other we’ve got ‘balls:
And go to wars: “Proud duty calls”
Beam me upO I’ll take my chances.
SUNSHINE CLUB
By Mike Barkoot
If it weren’t for gossip in an office
Football pools would be the
Only form of recreation
You show me someone who
Has never said anything
Bad abouta person and I’ll
Show you Marcel Marceau
The guy said how can I be
Sure Harry’s my best friend
Blue is their favorite color
For lips
You can get blood from a
Rock if you tell the rock
It’s to buy flowers for
A sick friend
People who have dated
Him say his goodnight
Kiss is mexican food
MEMORIES
By Dolores Patitz
Beneath the dark recesses of my mind
Lie hidden dreams of another time.
Moments from days long past,
Remembrance of dreams that last.
My mind wills them to grow dim.
Searching a veiling source from within
The depts of my very soul.
But the past, as always, gains its toll.
One’s heart hasn’t such a sourch of will,
It holds its secrets and memories sitll,
In the silent chambers of the heart
Love and longing can never depart.
*Love once found, cherised and held high,
*Will remain until the moment we die.
Congratulations to these winners!