Post by HumanSanity on Jun 16, 2020 16:23:31 GMT -5
After a week of voting, with high turnout at a total of 28 votes cast, there is a surprise winner in the June 2020 Poet Laureate contest.
Join me in congratulating Liberdon on their victory with Entry #2:
The Storm’s Wrath
The midnight sea lay still
Until a wind started to blow
And silence fell to a shrill
And once calm waves began to grow
Far above foaming dark
Rested thatched roofs and clay walls
Nestled in straw, a lark
All unaware as the wind calls
Higher! Higher! the waves howl
Leaping, lashing the salty rock
Suddenly the skies growl
Tick, tock, tick says the clock
Crash! A terrible sound
Waves strike and tear, unleashing wrath
Bash! Bang! Roar! the waves bound
Forgetting caution, the waves scathe
Wind grows weary and dies
Waves calm and recede to the sea
Morning dawns on clear skies
But on wreckage and debris
But do not despair, for
The storm has no more spite
Rejoice and leap and soar
And rebuild what was lost last night
For no storm can last long
And clear skies will always return
The trick is staying strong
Until the waves and wrath adjourn
The Poet Laureate contest will be back in October, so keep up the creativity, Islanders!
After a week of voting, with high turnout at a total of 28 votes cast, there is a surprise winner in the June 2020 Poet Laureate contest.
Join me in congratulating Liberdon on their victory with Entry #2:
The Storm’s Wrath
The midnight sea lay still
Until a wind started to blow
And silence fell to a shrill
And once calm waves began to grow
Far above foaming dark
Rested thatched roofs and clay walls
Nestled in straw, a lark
All unaware as the wind calls
Higher! Higher! the waves howl
Leaping, lashing the salty rock
Suddenly the skies growl
Tick, tock, tick says the clock
Crash! A terrible sound
Waves strike and tear, unleashing wrath
Bash! Bang! Roar! the waves bound
Forgetting caution, the waves scathe
Wind grows weary and dies
Waves calm and recede to the sea
Morning dawns on clear skies
But on wreckage and debris
But do not despair, for
The storm has no more spite
Rejoice and leap and soar
And rebuild what was lost last night
For no storm can last long
And clear skies will always return
The trick is staying strong
Until the waves and wrath adjourn
The Poet Laureate contest will be back in October, so keep up the creativity, Islanders!
