2011 Poetry Paths Winners

Poem	Author / Location of Poem
Winter The snow falls in December, The snow swirls like it’s in a blender, The wind blows as December goose, Good-bye winter we know you were here, I’ll watch you go as flowers grow.	Written by: Alexis Cabell 676 Elm Street
Rain Rivers are rushing down the street. Toads are hopping on the pavement. I am sitting by the window. Beep! Beep! Ducklings cross the street. It is raining. Nowhere to go. Sit inside watching through the window.	Written by: Grace Gasser 763 9^th Avenue
The Traveling Minstrel The traveling minstrel plays the song. The traveling minstrel doesn’t belong He plays the song everyone wants to hear. And at the end they always cheer. But who plays for him when he is sad? None other than his own hand.	Written by: Angela Mack 721 10^th Avenue
Set and make goals Don’t give up when you try Be brave and strong Don’t hold back Be YOURSELF	Written by: Kaya Schanen 1046 Hickory Street 739 Overland Trail
The rain falls, Pitter patter, pitter patter. It doesn’t stop, Pitter patter, pitter patter. I am glad it doesn’t stop, Pitter patter, pitter patter. The rain feels cool on my skin, I am thankful for the rain.	Written by: Brook Uihlein 519 Greenfield Avenue 706 North Avenue

The Show Must Go ON! No matter how the actor feels… The show must go ON! If lights or sound may fail… The show must go ON! If sadness consumes. If tragedy looms. No matter. If shattered. The show must go ON!	Written by: Angela Mack 750 6^th Avenue
Silently Touching the Round Earth As it circles around it Moving fast but nobody tries to catch it	Written by: Brook Uihlein 525 Woodridge 802 5^th Avenue
Eighty-eight keys Unlock the melodies to the stage. Allow the piece to commence, And play down the onyx fence. Increase the tempo, and let its heartbeat sound. Universal are the words. It speaks a language of chords. Bodiless is the pianist’s soul.	Written by: Lelaina Evans 1203 Woodridge 768 7^th Avenue
Birds live in trees Enjoying the summer breeze Living proof of bliss Like a gentle kiss They flutter and dance To bring on romance A breath taking thing, these birds I’m at a loss for words	Written by: Sophia Didier 715 6^th Avenue 473 Overland Trail
Kids are running down the hallway, Kids are bouncing off the walls. I think their tiny feet Are made from bouncy balls. May is almost over- June is so very near- I think the kids are excited For “pool-time” to be here!	Written by: Donna McCann 600 5^th Avenue