Awakening

Austin Goo
April 20, 2010

I wake in a land where all creatures are kin, water is tasteful, and fruits ripen in fall. The days will always be well for Me. he too wakes in a land where souls drip with sin, all dreams become hateful, and tainted bodies crawl. Each day is hell. he can no longer see. Poetry 9-10 3rd Place

The Geisha and the Cowboy

Kristina Kokame
April 20, 2010

Two destined, star-crossed lovers who found true love by chance, perhaps the strangest and the most peculiar romance. A dainty little woman, her face a powdered white in a patterned silk kimono and her obi sashed up tight. From a fault in history’s timeline came a rugged man named Hank who spied the... Read more »

A Poet’s Battle

Kira Wong
April 20, 2010

A battle wages on the shores of time Between two adversaries. One adheres To meter, while the other longs for rhyme; Together both will please a listener’s ears. Both Phrasing and... Read more »