Roadside Poetry is made possible by support from the Fergus Area College Foundation.
The mission of The Roadside Poetry Project is to celebrate the personal pulse of poetry in the public landscape. 
"Poetry helps your psyche become a guesthouse of emotions."

Poet Coleman Barks
Roadside Poetry Archives
September 2008

Autumn keeps its secrets beneath
the fallen leaves recreated by each
new breeze. There's much to learn
and the time is short.
                                           
                                   - Larry Gavin
October 2008

When God exhales cool breaths
of air, the giants shed their sun-
splashed hair, creating a flirty
dance of leaves.
                        
                               - Mariesa Tipton

November 2008

All through the night
you drive, 94 East, into
the glow you hope is
morning's light.
                         
                      - Jolie Sasseville

December 2008

Wind-whipped drifts
dot the frozen lake
like white waves
stuck at their height.
                             
                              - Keith Gregory
January 2009

January arrives on light
forest feet. Early sunset
gilds the snowy sky for a
nighttime winter waltz.
                             
                       - Tim Rundquist
February 2009

Beneath prismatic waters,
coral reefs protect life.
In the Midwest, furry,
plaid bomber hats.
                                
                                - Melissa Clark
March 2009

Chalk clouds spring life
and awaken antique
slumber. Renewal showers
the earth.
                         
                       - Amy Byers

April 2009

A young bird opens
for the first time
the dark bell
of its throat.
                          
                            - Karsten Piper
May 2009

New May, new morning,
New winds, new rains,
New grasses, new flowers,
New trees, new spring.

                       - Noel Johnson

June 2009

Golden sunshine glistens
on golden grasses
as brand new breezes
sail over the prairie.

                      - Noelle Dew-Tomhave


July 2009

Fish in Otter Tail.
Catch ten-inch crappies.
Scale and debone.
Fry and devour.

                      - Will Prody

Fall 2009

Ruffed grouse thump
atop fallen oak as
gun smoke melds with
red maple decay.

                               - Kirk Mann

Winter 2010

Mukluks squeak
on snow bleached
by twin sundogs
marking fresh turf.
                        
                           - Gerri Stowman
Summer 2010

Twirling my dress
In the summer sun -
It looks like a
Wave in the ocean.
 
                         -Autumn Mattfeld