"Poems of New Hampshire" Poetry Contest
Our contest is now closed. Thank you to the many entrants!
THEME: New Hampshire, past, present, future, or fantasy...or combination.
We received 160 entries, including some from Pacific Coast poets.
POEMS OF NEW HAMPSHIRE CONTEST UPDATE
We expanded our winning choices to the top 5 instead of the top 3 poems.
Prize Winners are as follows:
1st Place for “Chicken Farmer,” by Mary Spofford French of Pittsfield NH
2nd Place for “Do Not Disturb,” by Mary Spofford French of Pittsfield NH
3rd Place for “Elegy for a Mouse,” by Peaco Todd of Chocorua NH
4th Place for “This Cold is Scratching Like Monkeys,” by Mary Ann Mayer of Sharon MA
5th Place for “Moose Crossing,” by Gwen Hurd of Merrimack NH
Honorable Mention for “Census,” by Beth Haverkamp Powers of Amherst NH
Honorable Mention for “The Old Man and the Mountain,” by Peaco Todd of Chocorua NH
These poems are the first 7 poems on our "Poems" page.
Prizes courtesy of Liz and Brian Critchley of Chantilly, Virginia and members of Peterborough Poetry Project.
See photo and idea prompts below:
- NH: are all its residents really living in the 19th century?
- Abandoned towns near the Canadian border?
- Aliens in the fields of Twin Mountain?
- Ghosts in the old mill buildings of Manchester?
- Blueberry bushes and a fire tower on Pitcher Mountain...
- Dublin Lake (or Dublin Pond) - is it bottomless?
- Hundreds of millions of years ago, much of NH was covered by an inland sea.
- Volcanoes - extinct or dormant?
Student Poetry Contest
My Unicorn (by Alexandra LaChance)
My unicorn with its silver horn
Glitters in the night under the moonlight
While I sleep she stays beside me, until the sun rises
I awaken and smell some bacon, to school I go and she won’t be taken
BIKE (by Charlotte Lee)
Bring out your bikes spring is here!
In, out, up down riding bikes around the town
Kites, hikes or bring out bikes.
Even though it is still cold out there ride your bikes everywhere
STAGE LIGHTS (by Aviva Jeffrey)
Whether they think I’m talented, or they think I don’t belong,
I’ll never be able to tell as I express my song.
So it doesn’t matter what they think because I cannot see
It only matters what I think because I am set free.
SUNRISES (by Lucy Jackson)
Hues of pink, and orange
Silhouetting earth’s beauty,
Like a cake baking.