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Rosewood Green Award – Open Age Local Poets

2017 Overall Winner & recipient of the Babies of Walloon bronze statuette

Chairperson’s School Award

Picture Ipswich Theme Awards

Chair’s Encouragement Awards

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

Beat Highway by Emerson Hurley (First Prize)

Sparks by Jena Woodroffe (Second Place)

Marco and Me by Emerson Hurley (Third Place)

Sp( )ces by Emerson Hurley (Highly Commended)

Continuous Places by Emerson Hurley (Highly Commended)

The Spoken Unspoken by Heidi Leeman (Highly Commended)

you can feel it in the air between us 
I can feel it
I always can
the truth
it crushes our bones 
knits our knuckles together 
forces ties around our necks 
where our hands once lay
fingers that teased through minds 
and slipped love into roots
now choke the ease out of conversations 
it nips at our exposed shoulders
that are naked to the world 
collars that once bore it 
now break beneath it
we were once combustion
confusion
conforming not to the molds of the world
but to the chasms in each other’s chests 
filling and completing 
explorers in every crevice and elbow nook
jumping from freckle to freckle with adventurer eyes 
but suddenly
we fell
and we did not fall for each other;
we fell apart
we crumbled like the cliffs we said we’d never cross 
and became just grains of sands on each other’s beach
we stumbled into the abyss 
convinced each other that the echoes weren’t real 
we stopped igniting
we weren’t conjoining 
we aren’t aligning
now, we are just existing 
next to each other
a whole bush fire between us 
the world rages in flames 
while we stand cold 
unspeaking
yet moving our mouths 
tell me, why am i so alone? 
you are not the only force in my life 
i have the wind that blows me in the right directions 
and the waves that always drift me when i refuse to float
i have the forests that teach me to stand up for more than storms 
and every cloud in the sky that gives me a new day 
but I lack the warmth a night brings
no summer air 
not even a campfire to tell me stories 
it is just my mind 
my thoughts 
and the tears 
always the tears 
crying whole rivers into the night 
washing away the soil you once ran on 
cleaning my body of all the places your heart touched 
I can’t reach them all now 
not without you
maybe
if i stop crying all the time
the fire might spark again
would you love me? 
would you hold me once more?
would you spin me like a globe in an antique store,
pin me against the wall like a faded map?
would you explore me with a compass,
and call me your world again?
then again, i’m not sure if being your world is enough 
because you are every star in the sky 
and every drop in the ocean
and every grain on my beach 
you are the forest telling me to be tall 
and the wind whispering “go on”
you are the whole universe to me
but in this whole universe 
the space exists the same
i can still feel the weight between us 
i can always feel it
lead on our tongues
bundles of burdens on our minds
our solitude weighing down the hope 
it’s not enough to crush the world
but it’s enough to crush me

Magnetic Aesthetic by Te Aroha Manuel (Highly Commended)

*No Title* by Hayden Bradford (Highly Commended)

Broderick Family Award – 11-13 Years

Ipswich District Teacher Librarian Network Award – 8-10 Years

River 94.9 Award – 5-7 Years