your vision, your voice
The blow of the wind
hits my face. Blowing
my hair .
I look around me
and see different
types of people.
Some small and
Others tall. I hear
Laughs from children.
The ladybug on
my leg and it tickles
me.
Then I wonder about
tomorrow.
Cunningham elementary
5
Hello Poets!
We hope you’re busy putting the finishing touches on your poetic masterpieces so you can submit your poems by the February 19 deadline!
Wondering what the judges will be looking for when they read your poem? Here are a few hints:
Imagery – images need not be only visual; any of the five senses (sight, hearing, touch, taste, smell) make a poem vital and interesting.
Originality – Use your own voice in your own way.
Use of Language and Form – How does the work look on the page? How does it sound when you read it aloud? Don’t sacrifice a great phrase or image just to make a rhyme.
KLRU Videos of 2017 Vision+Voice Winners
Is resilient
Is tough
Cosmic collisions can get to Earth
But Earth is resilient
And
A place full of laughter
A place full of fun
Where people and animals live in unison
Until
We use the earth
And find all its secrets
And destroy the beautiful gifts it has given us
Until
We change
We save the earth
We preserve its beauty
Until
All is the same as it was before
It started with the doubt that gnawed in my mind to the core
then the searing self loathing leaving my soul in ashes
But it was the loneliness that enabled the
shears to snip strings to shreds
It sounds like your voice
tangled in my thoughts
The shadow of your arms
wrapped around my waist
It sounds like the tug of a smirk when you whisper
into my neck and me into yours
the feel of your fingers makes shudder
a look at your lips and my heart flutters
The way we’d lean into each other
After all we never went through
Ann Richards
9
Army men
Fast, scared,
shooting, screaming, dying
They serve and protect us.
Soldiers
Zilker Elementary
3rd
Have you ever just wanted
To let go to not be here
That the feeling you have
Makes you feel miserable and not loved
That the thing you want
Could be deadly but you hold back
That feeling that you’re hated
Nor loved but also abandoned by everyone
You feel like it’s over
You imagined a world without you there
You think they will be happy
Because you know it’s a way out
In the end it’s truly
Extremely sad when it comes to that
Point in your life when
When you have made the choice to
End it all for yourself
Because you know that suicide’s right there
He wrote it for all the people who feel bad but don’t have a voice to share. He did not write it about how he feels.
Perhaps his poem will spur conversation and let some child know there are others who struggle like they do and reach out.”
Murchison
8