February
15, 1996
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Marcy McNally of Tucson, Arizona
-- The Dive (shown below).
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Cary O'Malley, Surrey, British Columbia, Anthropomorphic
(shown below)
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Sue Sicin, Cleveland, Ohio,
Illusions (shown below)
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Marylin Shaw, Surrey, British
Columbia, Never Say Never (shown below)
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William Larson, Surrey, British Columbia, Majestic
Mount Baker
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Marguerite Taylor, Rocky Mountain House, Alberta,
A Toy Soldier
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Michaelene Shannon, Port Alberni, British Columbia,
The Disguise
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Margaret Deefholts, Surrey, British Columbia,
Musician
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Laurie Newell, Vancouver, British Columbia,
As Yet Untitled
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Jo-Ann Godfrey, Sherwood Park, Alberta, An
Abstraction.
Honourable Mentions: None.
FIRST PLACE POEM
The Dive
By Marcy McNally
Tucson, Arizona
smooth, at first,
the water stood
naked
before me.
toes downward,
and bent forwartd,
transforming body
into silken pool,
i dive
headfirst
upward into
unleashed
freedom.
Copyright
(c) 2004 for the author, all rights reserved.
SECOND PLACE
POEM
Anthropomorphic
By Cary O'Malley
Surrey, British Columbia
I saw two snails mate
they clung upsidedown
bold lovers
from the glass of my patio door
they'd attached themselves
by a clear sticky substance
harder, I found the next day,
than krazy glue and were hanging
from long clear threads they had twisted
around each other those crazy
bungy lovers in a long braid every surface
attached to every surface I could
learn a trick or two. but
from an opening in each head another
line hung down joining
in a clear pulsating sac, tinged
light blue and fringed
around the edge like
a curious flower it moved
gently as if breathing
and a white substance slowly
filled it.
the thread
holding
the Oblivious
lovers
with their sweet
and precious burden
thinned
and
thinned
I drew the curtains
I could not wait
for
love's abrupt
end.
Copyright
(c) 2004 for the author, all rights reserved.
THIRD PLACE
POEM
Illusions
By Sue Sicin
Cleveland, Ohio
I wish I could go outside
and ride on the wings of dragons,
look upon a fantasy,
feel childlike again.
Dance beneath Weeping willows,
frolic through fields of hue,
sit upon a lily pad,
float down a stream of blue.
I'd go to sleep on an emerald blanket.
Dream of fairies playing.
I'd smile at the whispers
I can hear them saying.
Against the dark starry night
I'd see mounted castles
where the princess lives,
in a gown with diamond tassels.
I'd like to capture this forever.
My little place of bliss.
To visit it, at any moment
when visions are amiss.
Copyright
(c) 2004 for the author, all rights reserved.
FOURTH PLACE
POEM
Never Say Never
By Marylin Shaw
Surrey, British Columbia
A shriek of outright terror
Electrified my phone,
The lady was in agony,
She muttered, cried and groaned.
I tried to soothe her calmly,
To identify her plight,
She sobbed, still shrieked, then stuttered:
"It happened
– here – tonight!"
"For God's sake, what's the problem?",
I hollered in despair,
I imagined horrid pictures,
And by then, myself was scared!
"I swore I'd never do it,"
She spoke with gasping breath,
"I'd have much better tactics –
Oh God! I'm just a wreck!"
She became a little calmer,
With her gears now more on sight,
She told me of the deadly deed
That had made her so uptight!
"Familiar scenes kept happening,
How I wished it was deja vu,
But, as I directed my children –
Mom! I sounded just like you!"
Copyright
(c) 2004 for the author, all rights reserved.
