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2015 Overall Winner & recipient of the Babies of Walloon bronze statuette

Chairperson’s School Award

Edwards Property Mentorship Award

Ipswich Theme Awards

Chair’s Encouragement Awards

Rosewood Green Award – Open Age Local Poets

Joy Chambers & Reg Grundy Award – Open Age Other Poetry

Metro Hotel Ipswich International Award – Open Age Bush Poetry

Ipswich City Council Award – 16-17 Years

Staring at the Ceiling by Ingrid Brett (First Prize)

Aphelion by Ella Fox-Martens (Second Prize)

(An Ode to Guilt) by Melanie Johnson (Third Prize)

Where Do the Birds go? by Freya Cox (Highly Commended)

Gone in a Day by Freya Cox (Highly Commended)

Remorse by Jemma Payne (Highly Commended)

The sleek wooden coffin was slowly laid into the deep, cold ground,
An array of black umbrellas were raised, as the rain slowly fell down,
I am greeted by a bone chilling cold, as I am touched by each drop of rain,
Yet, it was not enough to dull this constant, soul splitting pain.

My father, a pale white, sat in the chair beside,
He was suffering from depression, he constantly cried,
I had to tell my younger siblings, aged four and eight,
That they would never see mummy again, yet they sit and wait.

They don’t understand, they think she’ll come back,
Their tear stained faces cry that they’ll be good, that they’ll pick up the slack,
They think if they behave she’ll return, these thoughts were in vain,
No child their age should have to experience such trauma, such a twisted pain.

The crowd slowly rose as the last song was played,
The only colour seen were the roses where my mother laid,
My soul felt like space, empty and cold,
How I missed her soft touch, her warm loving hold.

It was like my family was the building, my mother the foundations,
Without her we slowly crumbled, lost all human relations,
My world was destroyed the day she died,
But she wasn’t taken by illness, but rather one young man’s pride.

How I long to see the man who ended her life,
The man who so selfishly killed a loving mother, friend and wife,
I long to ask him what was so urgent that he had to drink drive,
Why he was compelled to spin wheelies, did he realise he would kill five?

And the families of others who’s loved ones were lost,
Did they feel like they were surrounded in a never ending frost?
How I long to stare into the eyes of this man, this killer,
How I long for him to know the full extent that his actions deliver.

And there are some who say that it was an accident, that he has suffered enough,
He will never suffer as much as I have, why do I have to be tough?
Why can’t people see that I must grow up at the age of fourteen?
While this man who knew what he was doing, is given sympathy at nineteen.

I wish that I could visit him, to look into his eyes,
Does he feel remorse for what he has done, or is it all soulless lies,
There is one thing I will tell him, one way or another,
I wish he had died that night, instead of my Mother.

Together by Holly Dignan (Highly Commended)

Bookshelf City by Abigail Thomas (Highly Commended)

Forgotten Children by Freya Cox (Highly Commended)

Queensland Times Award- 14-15 Years

Broderick Family Award – 11-13 Years

Ipswich District Teacher Librarian Network Award – 8-10 Years

River 94.9 Award – 5-7 Years