And the winners are ...

The winner of the "Stepping Out and Writing a New Form of Poetry" award is Faith with her poem The Hungry Fox . Faith chose a limerick format for her poem and did a great job using rhyme and action words. Faith's copy of her poem was also illustrated! Enjoy!

The Hungry Fox

The fox jumped to catch a mouse,
he jumps as high as a grouse,
he lands his face in the snow,
the hungry fox was too slow,
the red fox went to his house.

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The winner of "The Poem with the Most Character" award is Jeffrey. His poem, A Brat and His Tiger, is filled with tons of personality and makes you smile. Jeffrey has a neat rhythm and rhyme happening throughout his poem. Enjoy!


A Brat And His Tiger

Calvin is a child.
Hobbes is a tiger.
Calvin is wild.
Hobbes is a biter.

Calvin and Hobbes fight,
even if its not right .
They bite on sight.
It makes them look a fright.

They get in trouble a lot.
When they get caught,
they think they're in a tight spot.
But maaybeee they're not.

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The winner of "The Best Revised and Edited Poem" award is Abby. After Abby completed her editing and revising processes, her poem, My Sweet Cat, took on a life of it's own. Her poem will make you smile and has excellent rhythm and rhyme. Enjoy!

My Sweet Cat

My cat likes to purr
All day and all night
She's a very sweet cat
But she goes left and right!

She knocks into things
Cause she can't see just right
But a super smart cat
When she turns on the light!

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The final winner is Kara with her poem My Frosty Winter Dream . Kara's poem is awarded "The Poem with the Best Imagery" award. When consulting with a couple of colleagues, it was agreed upon that Kara's poem had a poetic edge and is deserving of a "Grand Prize". Her poem incorporates excellent description and imagery and has a nice flow of rhyming couplets. Enjoy!


My Frosty Winter Dream

The snow is gently sprinkling
Out in the cold winter night.


The glittery trees are twinkling
Because of the bright moonlight.


The cool breeze is blowing
I can feel its frosty bite.


The stars are softly glowing —
My dream is perfectly white.