scarf lands on the floor
small eyes glance
from across the room

Eric Sharp

going through the tunnel:
the girl looks at her reflection
so do I

Brock Peoples

colorful powder
on the butterfly's wings
a child's finger

Shannon Kroner*

old coloring books
afternoon shadows darken
the colors

Jennifer Clements

going through the tunnel:
the girl looks at her reflection
so do I

Brock Peoples

colorful powder
on the butterfly's wings
a child's finger

Shannon Kroner

colorful powder
on the butterfly's wings
a child's finger

Shannon Kroner finalist

lying in the grass
we take off our shoes
and eat sandwiches

Natalie Kussart 3rd place

warm summer night
a happy face
painted by the fire

Tonya Parrish

lying in the grass
we take off our shoes
and eat sandwiches

Natalie Kussart

hot summer breeze
takes my breath away
cool fingertips

Betsy Hart

warm summer night
a happy face
painted by the fire

Tonya Parrish

lying in the grass
we take off our shoes
and eat sandwiches

Natalie Kussart*

sitting on
moolit water
his arms around me

Stephanie Ford*

colorful powder
on the butterfly's wings
a child's finger

Shannon Kroner 1st place

side of the road
the field of wildflowers
pulls her over

Kerry Hammergren 2nd place

the off-ramp curves
toward familiar trees
glowing porch light

Eric Sharp

side of the road
the field of wildflowers
pulls her over

Kerry Hammergren

concrete warm
under bare feet
"starlight, starbright"

Brianne Marsel

first kiss
his car drives away
spinning in the starlight

Medea Mosxona

side of the road
the field of wildflowers
pulls her over

Kerry Hammergren

first kiss
his car drives away
spinning in the starlight

Medea Mosxona

side of the road
the field of wildflowers
pulls her over

Kerry Hammergren finalist

ocean of tiger lilies
waving in the breeze
a wisp of hair breaks free

Betsy Hart 3rd place

ocean of tiger lilies
waving in the breeze
a wisp of hair breaks free

Betsy Hart

swift moving storm
no where to go
but further down stream

Brock Peoples

Autumn wind
through the branches
caw of a crow

Brock Peoples*

ocean of tiger lilies
waving in the breeze
a wisp of hair breaks free

Betsy Hart*

swift moving storm
no where to go
but further down stream

Brock Peoples

sticky corn tassles
I reach the end . . .
of my row

Maggie Hart