Autumn Wood

Autumn Wood did a poem in the Lethbridge festival.   She had on a coat and her rubber boots. She began standing up.  Then she sat down, her legs were straight in front of her and she would wiggle herself around in the mud as she was saying her poem.  She will get a big trophy, her second.  She also got one when she was four.   Here is the poem:

The Muddy Puddle

I am sitting
In the middle
Of a rather Muddy
Puddle,
With my bottom
Full of bubbles
And my rubbers
Full of Mud,

While my jacket
And my sweater
Go on slowly
Getting wetter
As I very
Slowly settle
To the Bottom
Of the Mud.

And I find that
What a person
With a puddle
Round his middle
Thinks of mostly
In the muddle
Is the Muddi-
Ness of Mud.

Dennis Lee
(a Canadian poet whose birthday is coming up on Aug. 31st) 

Author: Dennis Lee

Owen was in the same festival category and did a poem called "Dinosaur Dinner" by Dennis Lee.  Check out his poetry.  At the end of the poem there is talk about some of the dinosaurs who are going to dinner.   Tyrannosaurus Rex, the waiter, gobbles them up because they didn’t pay their checks.

Arta