[Md-sligo] FW: Magnets and Ladders

[Michelle Clark]

Congratulations!

 

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Subject: [Md-sligo] FW: Magnets and Ladders

 

It is nice to get this kind of news when you come into work in the morning.

 

Note, I have copied the poem in question at the bottom of the Email.

 

Shawn

 

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To: Jacobson, Shawn D <Shawn.D.Jacobson at hud.gov
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Subject: Magnets and Ladders

 

Dear Shawn,

 

Congratulations! Your poem, "Tumbleweed" is the First Place winner in the
Magnets and Ladders Spring/Summer poetry contest. If you did not include
your address with your submission, please send it so that you can receive
your prize of $30.

 

Your poems, "Okie" and "The Furloughed Knight" will also be published.

 

Congratulations,

 

The Magnets and Ladders team

 

 

 

Tumbleweed, poetry

 

Borne upon the wind,

the flying bushes of the plains

sail across the road.

 

Heading out from Pueblo going east,

we leave the mountain's grandeur in our wake,

and enter upon plains with flat expanse,

vast in reach, unbounded and so free.

 

A wind arises from the howling north,

a sky of cloudless blue turns dusty brown.

I hear the keening in the chilly air;

a storm is calling through the empty land.

 

And then I see a sight unique with wonder.

A drove of plants the size of steers arrives

sailing across the emptiness around us,

flying over unencumbered land.

 

We flinch as these weeds cross the road ahead;

So sudden, collisions cannot be avoided.

They slam the car with slapping thudding sound,

breaking themselves on our metallic helm.

 

Through prairie towns our tumble weeded way

takes us in our eastward journey home:

La Junta, Lamar, Garden and Dodge cities,

and smaller towns swallowed by emptiness.

 

In time we'll leave this empty widespread realm

and eastward find familiar fenced-in land

of cities reaching skyward in their might,

and bid nature around it mind her place.

 

But memory of this forgotten space

will linger as we contemplate the sight

of dusty skies that tell of distant storms

and plants that sail through, empty prairie skys.

 

Over unfenced land

Flying bushes travel free

across memory.

 

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