1st Place (Child) - Feb 2012

The Unnamed

Over the mountains
Beyond the swirling mists
Above the trees
Whispering its warm color over the aspen grove

Lovely its song is sung
Calling playfully to the clouds
Not here, not there
It is singing everywhere

Mossy glades
By the streams
Touched by its gentle hand
That also kiss the water's edge
Dazzling all the little fish
That swim beneath the stars

Whispering stories in traveler's ears
Voice of mystery
Wandering upon the earth
Singing softly in the night to me
What am I?

- Meg Warhurst