And the winners for the poetry bench contest are:
Live for the sun, gaze at the moon,
feel the jazz, move to the blues,
ponder the art in mosaic,
share the spirit that you choose.
With hustle and bustle and passersby,
the city can wear you thin.
So here's a place to rest your soul,
recharge, and start again.
Towns are measured by memories they hold
Dearly treasured days of old
And time's a river, bright and new,
We all go with her, becoming memories too
I hear the music across the way
my toe begins to tap
the beauty of my city
just a star upon a map
A Global Soul
My soul is a global citizen: born of the hard earth
grown by sunlight, expanded through language,
thriving on culture.
Slowly the day stands up
Pulls on its blue dress
Plaid socks and walking shoes
Heads out the door
Thank you to all who submitted poems, we've enjoyed reading all the different perspectives on how Old Town speaks to you and look forward to unveiling the 6 new benches soon.