To celebrate the life of the Huntly Writers poet Brian Nisbet a poetry competition was set up in his name. In its ﬁfth year this event is open to everyone to have a go.
Prizes will be given for the best poem on the theme of ‘VISION’
- Poems should be between 4 and 40 lines long and with the theme ‘vision’.
- Poems can be in Doric or English language.
- 6 Diﬀerent Categories – 3 for Doric, 3 for English
- up to and including 12 years
- age 13 – 17 years
- 18 years and over
- Please state whether your poem has previously been published.
- Entries must be submitted with name, category and contact information attached separately, to Orbs community bookshop, Deveron St, Huntly or by email to email@example.com.
- Entries to be submitted by mid-day 16th August 2020.
- One entry per person.
- Entry is free.
Prizes will be awarded at the Huntly Hairst. The venue will be confirmed on the Huntly Hairst Facebook page closer to the date.
Please note that in entering you agree to your poem being used at the Huntly Writers Group National poetry day event on 1st October 2020.
2019 winning poems on the subject of Truth
CATEGORY: Age 12 and under
1st: Linden Stewart for “The Truth About Truth”
2nd: Annabelle Rose Medler for “Soul of the Planet”
3rd: Aiden Grant for “Truth”
Alfie Gordon for “Truth”
Joshua McNeil for “The Truth About Guinea Pigs”
The Truth About Truth by Linden Stewart
The importance of being honest
And always telling the truth
Is something grown-ups like to remind us
And drum into the youth.
If you pull a funny face
They resort to their favourite trick:
“Don’t go around with that face on,
“If the wind changes, it’ll stick!”
Or if you’re watching the telly
Relaxing, without a care
It’s, “don’t watch too much TV-
“It’ll make your eyes go square!”
Or if you leave your crusts at lunchtime
Although you’ve eaten all the rest
They’ll only go and tell you,
“But they’ll put hairs on your chest!”
Not to mention their magical creatures
Rainbows ending in pots of gold
If the truth is really out there
It is not spoken by the old.
Sometimes people tell you
That the truth is plain to see
But you’re told so much in your lifetime
It’s hard to choose what to believe.
CATEGORY: Age 13-17
1st: Erin Knox for “Truth and Lies”
2nd: Kirsty Beaumont for “In the deepest darkest corners”
3rd: Charis Connell for “Where Truth Lives”
Truth and Lies by Erin Knox
Truth is like a labyrinth
a twisting series of ever warping lies
The lies are like flaming vipers,
lashing out as you pass through the corridor
The journey to the truth is hard
you can be seduced by lies prospects
the walls are black and white,
merging together to form false ideals
but should you know the way,
or have the smallest map,
you can find your way through the confusion,
and to the sweet reward
Truth is like an apple tree
In full blossom
yet the apples are restricted
until you know all
The apples vary in flavours
Some sweet, some sour
but a few are laced with poison,
as the truth is often harmful
be wary of truth
for it hides behind a mask of lies
know only its true form
and not regret the price
For truth is a double edged sword
For those who control it
They can change its form
but nevertheless, be wary of its blade
It may swing one way,
but karma will also swing it the other
So when looking for truth
Heed caution – be wary
It is a dangerous weapon
In the wrong hands
CATEGORY: Unpublished over 18
1st: Dawn Finch for “Catching Time”
2nd: Emily White for “Dad’s Handwriting”
3rd: Nick May for “I’ve Lost Truth”
Robert Morrison for “Truth?”
Rosemary MacLeod for “I May Now Lay”
Catching Time by Dawn Finch
My hands caught time without me realising
The years crept across them leaving freckled footprints
brown pressed on paper-thin
tissue-like, drawn tight
Decades pasted upon knuckle bones
The lines of palm that in my youth
were sharp, and deep
and spoke of truth
of future hopes and things to come
now speak more of years long gone
A craquelure of wet
and faster years
and growing old
When I was small and pink of fist
with life to come and nothing missed
my grandmother’s stern hands reigned
white and sweet with flour and sugar
rose-scratched, earthy raw
steadying and strong
At her bedside as the lights of her life dimmed
I saw the tissue of her skin
thin-laced over knotted bones
Her grip a mere moth-like flutter
I laid my hands over hers as she neared a century old
and wondered if she’d felt the years unfold
if she, in her time, had also thought
of all the years her hands had caught
and if she too had mused on how much they
had accidently let slip away.
CATEGORY: Published over 18
1st: Cara Stevens for “Circular Truth”
Circular Truth by Cara Stevens
My mother told me
I must never tell lies
And I believed her.
But psychologists say
That seventy per cent of us lie
Ninety per cent of the time,
Yet ninety per cent of us
What we are told.
A mismatch is apparent.
We lie, yet assume others
Are telling the truth.
We are both gullible
And deceitful in turn.
I still value truth
And seek it out,
Ask for evidence
To support any claim,
But if we aren’t truthful
In our output
How can we demand
Truth in return?
To my children I say
Nobody likes finding out
They’ve been lied to.
You must never tell lies.
(Please note that the author does not claim accurate representation of psychologists’ findings.)