When Devon and I realized that the contest deadline was upon us, she grabbed a pen and pad and ran off to write her poem. "The theme is music!" I yelled after her. Ten minutes later she handed me her finished product.
"Devon, come on. Don't you think you should spend a little more time on it?"
"Nope," she said, wearing her best how dare you question the artist? face.
We submitted it. And she won!
Music is My Heartbeat
by Devon 
when I hear the beat
I get to my feet
'cause I just can't stop
the urge to hop
I got rhythm deep down inside
this is somethin' that I just can't hide
twistin' and turnin' on the dance floor
got to keep movin', I need more
music moves my soul
like jello in a bowl
music moves my spirit
everyone can hear it
my feet are skippin', barely touchin' the ground
my jivey jumps bring people around
they gather together to see my moves
they're all watchin' to see my grooves
music makes me feel so free
for music is a part of me
Sunday, May 4, 2008
The Jean Ciavonne Poetry Contest
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2 comments:
Never question the artist, indeed! She did extremely well, didn't she? Talented young lady! Congratulations!
That's a lovely story and a fine poem.
Jean Ciavonne was my teacher in 1973 and encouraged my writing. I have been a journalist for 25 years now because of that boost she gave me so many years ago. I am glad her spirit lives on and she still has a role in supporting young writers.
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