Autumn Poetry Competition

How lovely the land lies in October,
Still as the moon.
The new wheat is planted.
The drivers are gone
To pile up their wood
Or be soothed by a screen.

The felled tree is sawn,
The robin’s cross cry
Now liquid and long,
Uncannily high.
The cold finds my fingers.
The moon fills the sky.

- Alison Brackenbury

September 28th, 2013
Time: 7:30pm (BST)
Methel Stage, Bywater. The Shire.

Summer Poetry Competition In The Shire

Summer Light -Thru the Trees
Summer Light - Spotted Me
Summer Light - Palest Gold
Summer Light - Bright and Bold

I Saw Summer Light Descend
Summer Light, Made Shadows Bend
Summer Light, On An Emerald Pond
I Reached Out… It Touched My Palm

Summer Light, It Fell Like Powder
Or a Floating Incandescent Feather
Came Down, Like A Sheer, White Swan
Summer Light – Lifted Wing-Like Arms

So Sunrays Slanted – Shone-Misty
Summer Light-Beams, Embraced Me

June 22nd, 2013
7:30pm (BST) - 2;30pm (/servertime)
Menthel Stage, Bywater. The Shire
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