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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Write in the POETRY genre (05/17/07)

TITLE: Sunset Sally
By Birdie Courtright
05/17/07


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Moonlight spun on silver wings
like fairies o’re the spires.
Raindrops kissed with gentle lips;
each droplet she admires.

Chill wind enfolds her tiny frame;
she pulls the blanket tighter.
Heavens waits with baited breath,
her cares are somehow lighter.

Father feeds her crusts and crumbs;
a feast of love complete.
With grateful hand she takes the bread
that others wouldn’t eat.

Girls walk by with frilly bows,
She lifts her cup to drink.
Her gown of white is not far off,
they can keep their pink.

The light of love beckons her,
she snuggles in for sleep;
in grander halls she’ll dance with Him.
Her heart begins to leap.

Heaven fills her every thought,
this concrete bed; His gift.
One day soon He’ll come for her;
these sorrows He will lift.

In tear soaked dreams she finds Him;
extends her weary hand.
“Just one more day, I promise…
You will possess my land.”

She takes His whisper into day,
at sunrise seeks His face.
‘Just one last day, I promise…’
Her heart is filled with grace.

She rises from the sidewalk
and smoothes her matted hair;
never does she contemplate
what is or is not fair.


The breakfast line is long today.
She waits on bleeding feet.
The cup of oatmeal warms her hands;
today her King she’ll meet!

‘Sunset Sally slipped away’…
the word passed though the alley.
“carried home by angels”
wept Sergeant John O’Malley

“Did you find her grandson?”
“Yes—he wouldn’t take her.
We told her only yesterday…
now she’s gone to meet her maker.”

Homeless souls slowly passed
the place where Sally slept,
Tossing kisses to the wind
for the promises He kept.

They knew their Sally wasn’t gone
from the twinkle in her eyes.
She’d shared her gift from Heaven;
no one ever really dies.

Sally’s bed was empty now.
Who would take her place?
A woman torn and tattered,
dressed in dingy lace.

“I am the daughter of a King,
would you like to know His name?”
She called to every passerby
and one by one they came.

The hopeless and the mournful
gathered round to hear
of places filled with laughter;
there no one sheds a tear.

They named her Princess Annie
for the stories that she told.
She settled into Sally’s bed
and dreamed of streets of Gold.


As morning sunlight kissed the dew,
Princess Annie filled with Grace,
walked toward the breakfast line
with love upon her face.

A woman dressed in glorious white
dances round the throne.
“Well done, my precious Sally,
you have made your way back home.”

“I have found another Princess
who will lay out in the cold.
Dance for her my precious one,
that she may be as bold.”

Sally twirled and spun and leapt
with joy before the King.
Princess Annie looking up
began to loudly sing

“Glory to the King on High,
I gladly live for you.
I give you everything I am;
you’ve made my heart brand new.”

Others in the breakfast line
began to sing along.
From the bed where Sally slept
was birthed a brand new song.

Hearts were turned toward the King
and tears began to flow.
From the breakfast line arose such praise
as it began to snow.

“I’ll keep them, Sally just for you
I’ll feed them from my hand.
This precious gift you’ve brought to me
brings joy through out the land.”

Sally knelt before the throne,
Princess Annie bowed as well.
Every heart received the King
as silent snowflakes fell.


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Christine Dunn05/24/07
Very well written - I enjoyed this one. I loved the legacy left by Sunset Sally even after she had passed away. I did notice a few sentences which didn't begin with capital letters, but I think perhaps that was part of the poem. (I really don't know much about these things!)
Benjamin Graber05/24/07
This is a neat telling of a story in poetical form.
I would only encourage you to watch your rhymes; some of them sounded a bit forced to me.
Keep up the good work!
Rhonda Clark 05/25/07
Awesome, awesome, awesome. I haven't found one yet that has touched my heart like this one. Good job.
Rita Garcia05/25/07
WOW! One of my favorites!
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/25/07
What an absolutely lovely narrative poem!
David Butler 05/25/07
Very moving. There's something powerful and riveting in narrative poetry. Traditional thinking may frown upon the capitalization style you've adopted, but you're consistent. With a beautiful message like that - who cares?
Jacquelyn Horne05/28/07
Wonderful poem.
Marilee Alvey05/28/07
I am in awe of what you've done here. It's creative, touching and heartfelt. In my book, it's a winner!
Verna Cole Mitchell 05/31/07
Congratulations on reaching "Highly Commended" with this delightful poem!
Sheri Gordon05/31/07
Congratulations. I feel so blessed to have the opportunity to read your poem. This is absolutely beautiful. Good job.
Jan Ackerson 09/29/07
Birdie, this is lovely! I plan to feature it on the Front Page Showcase for the week of October 15. Look for it on the FaithWriters home page.
Beth LaBuff 10/15/07
Beautifully written with a wonderful message. I love your beginning stanza, "Moonlight spun on silver wings like fairies o’re the spires. Raindrops kissed with gentle lips; each droplet she admires." Congrats on being in the Featured Member Showcase!
Sharlyn Guthrie10/16/07
I'm not sure how I missed this beautifully crafted poem, but I'm glad it appeared in the showcase, allowing me to find it today. Blessings, Birdie!
Brad Paulson10/17/07
cool, I really like this
Dixie Phillips 10/19/07
Birdie, this is beautiful! You painted pictures and strummed my heartstrings with your words. My soul was "moved with compassion" as I read it. Bless you for spreading "SON"shine.
Falaq Lucas10/19/07
Wow! That was beautiful and inspiring. I am blessed to have found this group adn look forward to growing with you all. Thank you for this lovely piece. I think it would be fabulous to use in praise dance!
Joanne Sher 10/20/07
This is absolutely beautiful and such a blessing. So worthy of showcase placement. Wonderful!
Evelyn Simon10/21/07
This was inspiring to me. It was also very well-written.