On the eve of Poetry (Wednesday so) knew the poetry contest (with the theme

On the eve of Poetry (Wednesday so) knew the poetry contest (with the theme "Images") of the Evergem library batter. The winners in the three categories were announced at a poetic celebration meeting by Mayor Paul Van Grembergen. In the category of primary education, the victory went to Julie Verbeke for her poem Crescendo: I hear the wind blow trees. They tap - branches on the windows. They ask you go outside. I should not. It's getting late. The black is in the air. The evening in the street. There it is then at the roundabout. It is a work of art, I let me say. Could someone point me to explain. It is of white marble. It makes the round a little warmer. At night in the evening gray. There will always be a white light. In the category of secondary education was the first prize for Ruth Lambert. Her poem Images red cookie jar from a nightmare as follows: carrying the burden of life is my only goal, past my anchor point I long for peace not think ... the wind, the sea ... a heart next to mine right I yearns to tomorrow, to light when the chilly night is over and my illusions fade some caught in the chaos of my head is all dark fierce hatred cuts through my heart it flashes through my mind a series of yellowed photos vague memories included in this passage of the maze my lies have no use everything stops spinning this is what I do: I open my head and close the content there is nothing more for the adult category went the traditional-style poem childhood home Griet De Wispelaere main bouquet walk mahogany shine, deep substantive, pink linen wrinkles on the tabletop. the woman caressing her bridal bouquet in her eyes calm the mother, she never fingers clasped around the cord of boredom red cookie jar she hung the painting is now at successive red cookie jar layers of wallpaper. her house keep the smell of soap and white roses, planting her father. only she experiences: flowers continue to bloom in the cool room of remembering. A sound poem, there is not, but has had the opportunity, I think the jury are to grant a truly innovative poem first prize. Cupido.exe Luk Van Win was most surprising, most consistent and most modern poem (and I'm not just talking about the choice red cookie jar of words). red cookie jar From the finalists this poem puts it really stands head and shoulders above: That you with full dedication of a bridge would jump up to there but you would burst into a thousand rabid pixels. A novelty. As one ashes in an urn saves you I downloaded on my computer. My display settings adapted to your wide ass. They reproach me neglect. I know nothing. That you would fade if I Berur long time with my arrow (cupido.exe). Release your mouse to go pee. Sometimes you fixed. If your whims are immortal. And my head still goes through those endless sequence of your trap and you bloodcurdling scream. red cookie jar You fall, you bloodcurdling scream. (Unresponsive) red cookie jar You fall, you bloodcurdling scream. (Unresponsive) You fall, you bloodcurdling scream. (Unresponsive) You fall, you bloodcurdling scream. (Unresponsive) ... Dead as a pixel. I have your zeros and ones swept together. After my death, my dear let me stabbing me in your network.
Completely unjustified winner Julie Verbeke. More than half of the poem is completely copied: Read the poem "Night" by Hans and Monique Hagen from "You are the sweetest" only once after ... 11:56 am
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