Poetry Month Contest
Calling all Poets!
We are holding a poetry contest to celebrate this year's National Poetry Month in April.
All poems will be on display in the Main Library lobby at 275 Main Street through the month of April.
Deadline for Submission: Friday, March 27th, 2020 by 6PM.
This contest is for young adults and older. There are two divisions for the contest, young adult and adult. The young adult division is for ages 14-20, and the adult division is for ages 21 and over.
Enter by submitting one copy of your original poetry on the template provided AND a contact slip noting your name, division, email, street address and phone number to the Library by:
• Mailing them to Watsonville Public Library, Poetry Contest, 275 Main Street, Watsonville, Ca, 95076
• Emailing them to stephanie.barraza AT cityofwatsonville.org
• Delivering them in person to the Main Library or Freedom Branch
• One single page entry per person.
• Entries must fit on the provided poetry template worksheet in English or Spanish.
• Complete and attach a poetry contact form along with your poetry submission.
We look forward to reading your creations! Winning poets will be notified by phone in early May.
For questions, please contact Stephanie Barraza via email (above) or 831-768-3418.
Congratulations to our 2019 Poetry Contest Winners!
Young Adult: Escape of the Prey, by Kira Garner
Runner Up: “I stood there in this peaceful place” by Kiernen Stilwell)
Runner Up: The Rise and Fall of Rain, by Gayle Michael
Runner Up: The Daisy Flower With No Power by Emma Schmauch
Adult: Abuelita’s Garden by Maricela Rocha
Runner Up: UVA by Brenna Candelaria
Runner Up: This House Has Died by Guillermina Medrano
Runner Up: My Senses by Inez Gutierrez
2019 Young Adult Poetry Contest Winning Entry
Escape the Prey by Kira Garner
Her auburn fur,
Glistening in the sunlight,
Jerking back and forth
Into the trees
His fluffy brown tail,
Bobbing up and down,
At the branches
Her swift paws
Rooting through the ground
Sunken in claws,
Not to be consumed by a pair of jaws.
2019 Adult Poetry Winning Entry
Abuelita's Garden by Maricela Rocha
I used to follow my abuelita every day,
we went outside onto the garden beds,
we planted and ripped roots with our knees bent,
we touched the floor,
the grass dying its green on our clothes,
the dirt packing into our gloves' little holes.
We wore oversized hats on our small round heads,
they looked funny but they blocked the sun’s rays.
We had this small step leading up to our home where we sat and watched
the tiny lady bugs that crawled up on our hands to fly away a second later.
There were yellow and orange, green and bright red,
some had polka dots and others lacked them,
but our favorite visitors were always the hummingbirds.
Those tiny birds that looked gentle as petals but could pierce like thorns,
those that radiated beauty with an emerald coat,
that with the flap of their wings at departing reminded us of peacocks,
and made us wish they too would visit our garden.
There were roses, daisies, and flowers I didn't know.
One plant died to grow another but abuelita always knew the right thing to do
to make them stay longer.
Sometimes while we were lost among the flowers,
my mother would tell us to smile,
and I would scoot closer to my abuelita until I heard the camera shutter.
We went to the garden until my grandma looked at the sky
and said it was time to go inside.
Then, the garden became her.