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Below you will find the winning poems for 2007.

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Los Ganadores Premiados de Poesía!

Los poemas premiados del año 2007 se
 encuentran listados más abajo.

 Para proteger la privacidad de los niños
participantes, los nombres de los ganadores
han sido omitidos de esta página.

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First Grade

Second Grade

Cat

I saw a white cat
with a purple hat.
I went and sat
and gave him a pat.
Then I thought for a while
as he gave me a smile.
While I walked away,
I said, “What a great day!”

Clardy Elementary School
Clardy Fox Library
 

My Puppy

My puppy is cute,
She protects me a lot.
When she was little, she could fit in my boot.
When she wants something from me, most of the time,
She makes her cute little eyes,
At least she tries, Right?
I love my dog “Brownie” and if you don’t believe me
Try me!

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
 

Play Another Day

I like to play,
Everyday,
But when I do,
My grades decay.

When I play,
It leads me astray,
And all my homework,
I delay.

When you get work,
You should grind away,
If you don’t
You’ll have hell to pay.

If you have an essay,
About Chile or Pompeii,
You definitely can’t,
Push that away.

But after May,
I really pray,
That I can play
Everyday.

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

What Makes You Happy?

A friendly face,
A girl named Grace.
A diamond or a pillowcase?
A trip to Maine by train or plane.
A brand new flower for every hour.

If that’s what makes you happy…
Spread a smile,
Give a cheer,
let’s be happy all year!!!

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
 

Winter Storm

Dancing flurries blow over the frozen road,
Glistening icicles grow in the midnight cold,
Sparkling snowflakes settle on my furry coat,
Freezing raindrops bounce off the red light pole.

Slippery roads can put everything on hold,
Leaving cars and trucks with heaping loads,
Our lives are not always in our control,
We must learn to be patient and bold.

Carlos Rivera Elementary School
Dorris Van Doren Regional Library

Friends

Friends are like stars
That twinkle joy into lives
Like a moon
That reflects your fun
Or like a sun
That warms you with laughter
They are like the colors of the rainbow
Each color making you smile in a way that’s unique
Helping you during the sad, bad, and rainy times
True friends are worth more than emeralds, gold, or rubies
The best of friends come from the unexpected
Like a shining diamond comes from a lump of coal
Friends just like gems can be lost
So remember to watch out…

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
 

Reading

Reading is like a journey
A ride that never
Stops.
It is like a fish
Swimming in the ocean
Thoughts continuously swimming
Inside my head.
The words as soft as a whisper in
The wind
Sweeping me up in the breeze.
Reading is like a sweet, sweet
Song
Singing its way to my heart!
It is like a door
That leads me to a world
Beyond belief!

Jane A. Hambric School
Esperanza Acosta Moreno Regional Library

Seasons

Leaves fall one by one to the ground,
Raked up into a big, messy mound.
You guessed it, I’m thinking of fall.
This season is always a ball.
Winter comes soon after, we all know.
Playing is a blast, when in the snow.
Wrapped up in blankets warm and snug.
Drinking hot cocoa from our mug.
The robin sings and flowers bloom.
The night is clear with a full moon.
The signs say that spring is here,
And approaching summer is near.
It is hot and school is over.
Out of town to visit Dover.
They are our many seasons.
The description you hear,
They go by and by the same every year.

Mount Franklin Christian Academy
Dorris Van Doren Regional Library
 

A Book

I am an old book
My pages are a funny yellow color
My spine is cracked in many places
My letters are faded
I am an old paperback book
Trying not to fall apart
Hoping not to be torn
Wishing I was hardcover
Happily collecting dust in a library

Richardson Middle School
Richard Burges Library

Six Feet Under

She stood in the rain, drenching wet
For she wasn’t used to rejection quite yet.
She felt her heart fall, break, then shatter.
She felt lost in this world,
As if she no longer mattered.
She was soon overcome by the evils of depression,
And started in her daily cutting sessions.
Every night her sobs, whimpers, and cries,
Would eventually close her darkening eyes.
Time moved on—but she could not,
Suicide shadowed her every thought.
Until finally it was not something she would just imagine.
She swallowed her pills; she would make her death happen.
She became drowsy until she could see no more.
She closed her eyes and fell to the floor.
She soon awoke in a hospital bed,
Suddenly realizing she was not yet dead.
She began to cry; she had made a mistake!
She wanted to live but it was now too late.
Her head was throbbing in pain,
As death ran its course all through her veins.
Her life was gone as quick as thunder
And now she lies
Six feet under

Morehead Middle School
Westside Library
 

The Rose

Dad walked out with the hose,
But later he walked in with a rose.
“Children come close,
And see this rose,
This beautiful rose,
This splendid rose,
This perfect rose,
It makes me so happy, right down to my toes.”

“Please,” said Sam. “Please,
It’s making me sneeze.
My tummy feel queeze,
I have weak knees.”
“Stop,” said my father. “This is a tease,
Sam, stop this, please.
Don’t sneeze,
Or feel queeze, please.”

When the baby was fed,
Mother said, “Fred,
I see that for the rose you care,
So then I’ll be fair.
Put the rose in a pot,
Pour in the soil that I bought.
And Sam, touch it not,
But then, Fred, you can see it a lot.”

“Yes, mother is right,
So do not fight,
But keep it in sight,
And all will be right.”

So they listened to me,
For I made them see,
That this was the key,
To make peace in the family.

Roberts Christian Academy
Cielo Vista Library

They Wore the Mask

They wore the mask
Never letting anything through
They wore the mask
Through all the work they had to do
They wore the mask
Smiling and whistling all day long
They wore the mask
Praising the lord and singing songs
They wore the mask
How hard it must have been
They wore the mask
To see others sold: Sister, Brother, Kin
They wore the mask
To be told about others free
They wore the mask
Can you not see?
They wore the mask
Just like Me

Morehead Middle School
Westside Library
 

I Remember Blood, Darkness, and Death!!!

It was a rainy night, the 13th one in October to be exact.
I remember apologizing and saying a silent and
depressing bye-won’t see-you-later-farewell.
They asked for if everything’s right and the last lie slipped like melting ice,
out of my mouth.
A big container would hold my red-mercury-liquid,
For as long as my remnant was kept safe from any blood thirsty demons.

I remember how stars seemed to be falling like rain.
I remember them saying how I would sooner or later be with them,
Eternally, and I’d see everything from up there,
That I would be capable of watching this miserable world end, and see hell rising,
Decomposing everything and nothing at the same time.
I remember eternal darkness crawling up my skin,
devouring my insides, giving me the creeps.

I remember an icy cold finger, guiding me through darkness, guiding me to paradise.
I remember how red and dark my blood was, every drop echoing into nothingness.
I remember the container full of red-mercury-liquid, my veins felt bloodless,
I felt a heartache, and as time went by, I felt weaker; every second, every minute.

I remember astral projecting, so high, but still so low,
there was so much, I still had to fly,
But I could still recall my lifeless body lying on the floor.
I was in miserable shape, anybody else wouldn’t have recognized me.
My face was so purple it almost looked fake,
My wrists so mauled I thought they’d just disintegrate.
The container was full, and red-mercury-liquid dripped to the floor.

I remember the moon so white and clear, it seemed like the rain had washed it.
The sky was so dark, I could barely see it.

Then a sweet-sounding music filled my ears. I deducted I was in heaven but …NO!
I was inside the reddish atmosphere of a human being!
I could feel a new heart beating in unison with mine.
A long cord of life was connecting me with a bizarre moving barrier.

Time goes by very rapidly.
Sometimes I hear voices. They say things like,
“Hello baby, I can’t wait until you’re born” and “We’ll be so happy!”
The problem is, that I’ve already forgotten what it means!
Not only that, but I’ve noticed that most of my knowledge is gone…

I never thought this is how paradise would be like, but I don’t care,
I know what this is, and I would seriously be here forever.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but I begin feeling uncomfortable.
The pleasure that once encircled me is now nothing more than an
obnoxious afterlife cycle.

I have a strange feeling.
Mom’s breathing too fast, havoc outside the moving barrier.
Then something pulling what feels like my legs.
As soon as I open my supposedly-eyes, I breathe differently, I feel different
And I suddenly know what this is.

My life’s begun again!!! I have another chance to enjoy my new existence!

Bowie High School
Armijo Library

The Meaning of Love

Love is something you move to
Love is something you groove to
Love is something you lack
Sometimes love is given back
Love is something you miss
Sometimes love is shown with a kiss
A broken heart can be healed with love
With some help from up above

Coronado High School
Main Library
 

Deadline

There it is, just winking at me.
Waiting patiently for things to do.
Unfeeling, unmoving, it waits as if,
Time does not matter. Frozen still.

The reflection on the screen tells a different tale.
It’s running up and down,
To get the task done,
Before the bells strike upon the witching hour.

It has to be sent before the day ends,
By the Information Highway.
And yet the cursor blinks on. Forever blinking.
With ardent fervor their hands beat faster.

Ticking and clicking and laying,
Their mark on the page and on the clock.
Done. It is finished and now to just click “Send”.
But behold the bells strike one.

Coronado High School
Westside Library

El Océano

El océano es bellísimo por el día igual en la noche.
El océano es grande igual que la luna.
El océano es azul como el cielo.
El océano tiene cosas maravillosas como el universo.
El océano es tan tan bello como dios.

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
               

Mi mamá

Mi mama es muy guapa
que cada vez
que se escapa
se cubre con una capa.

Cuando mi mama cumpleaños
de regalo le doy flores
de muchos colores
y de diferentes olores.

Cuando voy con
mi mamá al mar
y veo nadar a la gente
entre las olas del mar.

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

 

Sin título

Yo conozco un lagarto pequeñito
Este lagarto tiene el nombre Paquito
Paquito nació en el país de Egipto
Él le gusta comer taquitos
Paquito le da a los vagabundos poquito
Su padre es muy estricto
Él no lo deja comer muchos burritos
Porque él come la carne solito
Él tiene muchas mascotas incluyendo su conejito
Su conejito tiene el nombre Tito
Él tiene un ratón chiquito
Su ratón se ve muy bonito
Él tiene un búho gordito
El búho gordito le gusta comer pajaritos
Su mamá no tiene dinero ni crédito
Él nunca a visto un púlpito
Su papá no tiene un gran apetito
Por eso él es muy flaquito
Su papá no escucha a los edictos
por eso él es un convicto
El apellido de Paquito es Brito

Wiggs Middle School
Main Library

Insomnio Total

Estoy aquí tratando de dormir,
pero no dejo de pensar en ti.
En mi sueño solitario un insomnio me ha dado.
Después de estar a tu lado.
Pues te vi la noche de ayer.
Eres mi ilusión, mi sendero a seguir.
Talvez tu no pienses en mi.
Pero tu amistad es más para mí.
Hoy que no puedo dormir.

Ranchland Hills Middle School
Cielo Vista library

Sorry, no second place winner this year.

   Sorry, no ninth grade Spanish entries this year.  

No second place winner

El ángel mensajero

Belleza eterna
Como luna llena,
Que en tus alas llevas
Una gran leyenda.

Inocente criatura
Que luchas constante,
Siempre adelante y
Llevas ternura.

Al niño y al hombre
Que guías alegre,
Siempre cuidando
Que su pie no tropiece.

Llevarlos de la mano,
Tú les prometes.
Llevarlos al cielo
Después de la muerte.

Lydia Patterson Institute
Armijo Library