Cats, cats*

April 4, 2021


2020 Walk Award
By Hayley Van Ness, Kindergarten

Cats, cats
I love cats
Cats are mine
I love cats
Cats are stripey.

*Copyright 2020 by Hayley Van Ness. Broadside illustrated by Christian Smith.


2020 Walk Award
By Kate Miller

I hold the dresser scarf you embroidered
with hands that once embraced me even
as they surrendered me. Roses, stained
blood on crisp white linen, green threads
vining around each flower, such delicate
beauty, this artifact of your life outliving
you even now, as do I, holding on to this
fabric, proof of your existence. I in your
womb once, you in my hands now, the
thorny connection of us pierced through.
First mother, you carry me back, I carry
you forward, faces wet with wanting,
this moment as close as we will ever get.

*Copyright 2020 by Kate Miller. Broadside illustrated by Christian Smith.

My Body Parts*

March 7, 2021


2020 Merit Award
By Fjola Martinez, Grade 1

I have a head
I have a body
On my legs I have some paws to walk
I have a tail on my butt
I have a pair of wings to fly
I am a sphinx-snake!

*Copyright 2020 by Fjola Martinez. Broadside illustrated by Christian Smith.

The Park*

January 10, 2021


2020 Merit Award
By John S. Green

She sat on the park bench with a book, a mug of tea,
and short chic hair—fitness, style, grace—all this in
one glance. But what I loved about her was her
children. The young son and daughter were playing

with abandon. He stood on a tree stump and
proclaimed, “Ahoy mates, the pirates are charging—
get ready for battle!” His play-mates drew their
swords. The daughter straddled a branch high up

in a tree and was singing. She waved to a bird
perched above her, and to a squirrel as it scampered
by. Meanwhile, the brother and his jolly men were
in hand-to hand combat with the pirates down by

the park’s pond. The mother lay on the grass and
closed her eyes. Her daughter, down from the tree,
raced over, and jumped on her mom, who shrieked,
and grabbed her little one—they rolled over and over

with continuous laughter. When they stopped, the girl
grabbed a clump of grass, placing in on her mom’s
head, who said, “A crown! Thank you!” The boys
were now knee deep in the water looking for frogs.

*Copyright 2020 by John S. Green. Broadside illustrated by Christian Smith.

Window*

November 8, 2020


2020 Walk Award
By Margaux Barber, Grade 1

I look out the window it’s cold and stormy
I remember the sunny days in May
but now it’s cold in the air like the ocean
I ask mom if I can call Anarah
to come over to look at the rain outside
she says that it will be in a hour
so I wait for an hour.
Finally, she comes.
We put on our raincoats and rain boots
and go out in the rain
as fast as mice running away from a cat.

*Copyright 2020 by Margaux Barber. Broadside illustrated by Christian Smith.

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NOTE: Beginning with today’s post, a Sue C. Boynton Poetry Contest 2020 winning poem will be posted each Sunday and then linked on the Winners page. Congratulations to all the poets, and huge thanks to the artists who illustrated the placards. Enjoy!

Jane*

October 13, 2019


2019 Merit Award
By Elliot Stockman, Grade 6

There once was a young girl named Jane,
Who lived in England, and took lots of trains,
She walked on the track,
And with a loud “Thwack!”
She ended up flying to Spain.

In Spain, they all rode on bikes, of course,
But what surprised her was they all spoke in Norse
She wanted a pie,
But she encountered a sigh,
And she ended up eating a horse.

. . . . .
*Copyright 2019 by Elliot Stockman. Broadside illustrated by Christian Anne Smith.

Unable to see far*

October 6, 2019


2019 Walk Award
By Luci Shaw

Unable to see far, I write
what’s near. How snow
responds to footprints and
the garden to a spade.
How my cat’s small lion face
softens under my caress.
How words fall through me
like water, though some
thicken into thoughts
like scars. How the two chairs
on our deck, each a foot deep
in snow, face each other as if
conversing about the weather.
How, today, when I
complained of cold,
my husband covered me
with the old green blanket
and I napped and dreamed
of summer. How this afternoon
one robin, having arrived
early, sits now on the
power line, thinking to himself
this is not so smart.

. . . . .
*Copyright 2019 by Luci Shaw. Broadside illustrated by Christian Anne Smith.

. . . . .
Luci Shaw was born in London, England, in 1928. A poet and essayist, since 1986 she has been Writer in Residence at Regent College, Vancouver. Author of over thirty-five books of poetry and creative non-fiction, her writing has appeared in numerous literary and religious journals. In 2013 she received the 10th annual Denise Levertov Award for Creative Writing from Seattle Pacific University. Her new collection, Eye of the Beholder, was released by Paraclete Press in 2018. She lives with her husband, John Hoyte, in Bellingham, Washington.

Thirteen*

September 29, 2019


2019 Merit Award
By Susan Cohen Raphael

At thirteen
I was put in jail
for running away from home

I remember well
that first night in one small room
with four closed walls
a bare bed
a sink
a mirror
one small high barred window
a door with barred minuscule opening

I remember the sounds of voices
and the sound of free movement in the hall
I remember the lights of the city
the stars in the sky
I remember crying

It was Christmas night
and I was frightened
and I was alone

. . . . .
*Copyright 2019 by Susan Cohen Raphael. Broadside illustrated by Christian Anne Smith.

Sky Goes Flying*

September 22, 2019


2019 Walk Award
By Jaelyn Pitts, age 3

Sky goes flying
Sky goes with them
Sky goes digging
Sky goes flying
Sky goes digging for a bone

. . . . .
*Copyright 2019 by Jaelyn Pitts. Broadside illustrated by Christian Anne Smith.

The Clown*

July 14, 2019


2019 Walk Award
By Gavin James Karney, Grade 6

A cheerful clown
bouncing and dancing,
in a small circus.
Late at night.
Noticing he is a horror.

. . . . .
*Copyright 2019 by Gavin James Karney. Broadside illustrated Christian Anne Smith.

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