Prize: Adult Poetry
International Writing Contest
Jefferson, Roosevelt and Lincoln:
with Visions for America
they could speak today,
what might they
The Spirit of
Mount Rushmore Itself:
Reminders of Freedom
I am an old gray mountain
carved, whittled into fathers of freedom.
Symbols of democracy. I am more than stone
and symbols, more than tourist attraction. Strength.
Mountainous strength stands behind my eyes, words,
knowledge that passed generations of America.
I've watched generations of
flow by like rivers, tasting mountain
air, drifting into history as if breathing words.
They have come to live words of freedom,
generation upon generation of strength,
independence. A country of unbreakable stone.
Just as I am stone,
molded from our country's souls, hearts of America.
My power weaves through every individual...strength,
courage, reminders only a mountain
could reveal--strength, courage, reminders only freedom
could birth. Reaching far beyond the spectrum of
Look upon me. Remember my
Remember those before us. My faces of stone,
grasp far beneath fathers of freedom.
It burrows deep into ideals, souls, and memories of
It is America. It is mountain.
It is messenger of American dreams and
It is power of every individual
America lives...thrives. Standing behind our words
we face futures like ancient mountains
face the world. Exposed. Powerful. Pillars. Stones
of massive endurance. That is America!
That is freedom!
That is Rushmore.