Neihardt Young Poet’s Contest
July 30, 2015 Leave a comment
Third Place-Middle School/Jr. High
Carmen Blum, Irving Middle School, Lincoln
El Jardin
Sitting in a sheltered adobe garden Nestled in the middle of a bustling town
Although not beside the ocean
I hear the seals call each other from wharfs The soft wind laced with salt
Inside the flourishing Spanish garden
Colored wild vines, rosy pink lilacs
And plots of lavender line the dirt path labyrinth Embedded with abalone, winds around fruit trees
From my shady spot
Beneath a blossoming orange tree
I vaguely hear horns from the presidio drift
throughout the afternoon air Signaling the approach of five
Nonetheless, I close my eyes
And let myself drift into the serenity of this little haven
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