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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

Queensland Times Award- 14-15 Years

Kestrel by Brynnie Angharad Rafe (First Prize)

Light by Alissa Nowak (Second Place)

An Open Letter to God by Grace Vipen (Third Place)

Our Brave Boys by William Mellor (Highly Commended)

They fought on the beach,
They fought on the land
Where seabirds screech,
On Turkish sand.

Where bullets whistle and bombs explode,
And mortars tear up the dirt packed road.
Where sand and water mix with blood,
They often returned caked in mud.
Our brave boys.

They fought mines and Turkish shell,
Battling in the darkest part of hell,
The strait they call the Dardanelles.
And true that first day, many fell.
But they straightened their backs and set their gaze,
On the far off cliffs, shrouded with haze.
And with tooth and nail, they fought ever upwards,
Always stepping forwards, never backwards.
Our brave boys.

And oh, what a story the media told.
Of soldiers brave, and soldiers bold.
How they fought in waters stained with red,
Before retiring weary to their beds,
To nurse their wounds, or aching heads.
Or pulling out bullets (made of lead).
But always laughing, and joking too,
In just the way that Aussies do
Our brave boys.

And when the rations were low,
Did a sad face, our soldiers show?
They ate the rats, they ate the mice,
(True it didn’t go down very nice.)
And snacked on stale bread and cheese
(Never forgetting their Q’s and P’s)
They smiled and sang, well into the night,
Before waking up to another fight.
Our brave boys.

And when the fight for the Dardanelles was lost.
Our Anzacs stood firm, to the very last post.
And marched out of that hell with their heads held high.
And shouted cries of triumph to the sky.
They boarded the ships, The Anzacs and their friends,
True blue mates, to the bitter end.
And sailed from that hostile sea,
To the land of the free,
(Girt by sea.)
They sailed on.

Our Brave Boys.

My Wish for You by Alexandria Walker (Highly Commended)

Orthodoxy is Unconsciousness by Vanessa Eagles (Highly Commended)

Broderick Family Award – 11-13 Years

Ipswich District Teacher Librarian Network Award – 8-10 Years

River 94.9 Award – 5-7 Years