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4th
Annual Poetry By Me Contest
 1st
Place
Dancing
in the Night
As the
world spins and the stars shine bright,
My true love and I dance through the night.
I feel as though I am dancing in the sky,
And we are all alone, my true love and I.
We dance for only a short time,
But it will last forever in my mind.
For when I am with my true love,
The heavens open from up above.
Every second lasts an hour.
It’s God’s gift to me, this timing power.
How I long for this love everlasting,
But with every breath our time is passing.
No matter how long I try to stop time,
I know the truth deep inside my mind.
And even if time does not fly,
The end will come for my true love and I.
So we will have to stop dancing in the night,
But while the stars above still shine bright
And they guide us with their light
My true love and I will keep dancing in the night.
Kristin
Lozier St. Peter’s Elementary School
7th Grade
 3rd
Place
Death
Teardrops
sparkled in her eyes
As she listened to his lies
She knew where he was last night
He hadn’t called at all that night
She couldn’t take it anymore
As she watched him walk out the door
So she got out a knife
Time to end all her strife . . .
The
police knocked down her door
Found her on the bathroom floor
Blood was pooling on the tile
But on her face there was a smile
She had made the sacrifice
She’d taken her own life
But she’d known before she’d started
She’d already died, broken-hearted.
But
what she did isn’t right,
Doing what she did that night.
If she would have talked to him
She’d have found he’d done no sin.
He’d never done a dreadful thing
He had bought her a diamond ring.
So please, everyone, remember this:
In death, there is no bliss.
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 2nd
Place
The
Girl With Strings
There’s
a cabin in the woods a little wood shop
Where wood is not burned neither is it chopped
Where puppets are draped on the ceiling and wall
Where all but one has started to crawl
A question to herself is why am I sitting here?
She sits all alone on a shelf that’s bare
I am the only one who has strings why
They all shouted back you are wood you cannot cry
She jumped off the shelf then ran out the door
I will go on a search for someone who needs me more
She drags all alone on a shadowy walk
When everyone around her started to talk
She tried her best to talk and not be shy
Everyone around her just passed by
She ran in the woods still alone
Why is it I don’t have a bone
I can’t hear a bird, but it sings
Why am I the girl--the girl with the strings
She started to think and roam about
When all of a sudden a voice shouted look out
She stopped in her tracks ‘cause now she could hear
Then all at once out came a tear
How did I do that she thought to herself
I am only wood that sits on a shelf
She thought what is that light
Then out spoke a voice--a voice of might
Little one I am the one who needs you more
You were created to help others that’s what you’re
here for
You are no longer a puppet of wood
You are my child not all of you was good
The others they are gone I destroyed them with fire
They laughed and said that I was a liar
Then all at once he went away
She smiled real big and said what a wonderful day
I am not wood and I can hear and cry too
I’m going to help others I hope I helped you
The love that we all need that’s what he brings
I am no longer the girl--the girl with strings
Bethany
McManis Home Schooled
7th Grade
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