Winner
Oscar Wilde’s gravestone
Is frescoed in red lip prints,
Not flowers, but breath.
— Gail Miller
Honorable Mentions
Damn thee, vile haiku:
Syllabic ineptitude,
Poetry’s cheap whore.
— Jamie Larkin
This haiku knows it’s
A haiku. It wants schnitzel.
It hates being so short.
— Malcolm Murray
If a cat laughed jazz
In a 3 a.m. gin joint,
Would anyone hear?
— Todd Eddy
Butter flies downward
Off the knife towards the floor
Avoiding the toast
— Doug McKinnon
Bum steps in my path
He tries to sell me a watch
Given up on time
— Shelby Anderson
10 sunflower seeds.
100 hungry sparrows.
I don’t want to watch.
— Wanda Jerome
Drunken vagabond
Way overdue for a bath
Pays fare in pennies.
— Brian K. Hansen
I know two poems,
One is “the road not taken,”
The other isn’t.
— Tony Santiago
The first insect bike
Race, my kitchen’s Tour de Ants
Leading … Ants Armstrong
— Jarrett Stotts (sixth grader, Sandia Prep)
Introducing spoons!
No more messes or ouchies,
Old guys can use them!
— Travis Shepherd (sixth grader, Sandia Prep)
