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
Faribault, MN
October 2008
When God exhales cool breaths
of air, the giants shed their sun-
splashed hair, creating a flirty
dance of leaves.
- Mariesa Tipton
Fergus Falls, MN
November 2008
All through the night
you drive, 94 East, into
the glow you hope is
morning's light.
- Jolie Sasseville
Richville, MN
December 2008
Wind-whipped drifts
dot the frozen lake
like white waves
stuck at their height.
- Keith Gregory
Fergus Falls, MN
January 2009
January arrives on light
forest feet. Early sunset
gilds the snowy sky for a
nighttime winter waltz.
- Tim Rundquist
Fergus Falls, MN
February 2009
Beneath prismatic waters,
coral reefs protect life.
In the Midwest, furry,
plaid bomber hats.
- Melissa Clark
Worthington, MN
March 2009
Chalk clouds spring life
and awaken antique
slumber. Renewal showers
the earth.
- Amy Byers
Worthington, MN
April 2009
A young bird opens
for the first time
the dark bell
of its throat.
- Karsten Piper
Fulda, MN
May 2009
New May, new morning,
New winds, new rains,
New grasses, new flowers,
New trees, new spring.
- Noel Johnson
Fergus Falls, MN
June 2009
Golden sunshine glistens
on golden grasses
as brand new breezes
sail over the prairie.
- Noelle Dew-Tomhave
Fergus Falls, MN
July 2009
Fish in Otter Tail.
Catch ten-inch crappies.
Scale and debone.
Fry and devour.
- Will Prody
Fergus Falls, MN
Fall 2009
Ruffed grouse thump
atop fallen oak as
gun smoke melds with
red maple decay.
atop fallen oak as
gun smoke melds with
red maple decay.
- Kirk Mann
Fergus Falls, MN
Winter 2010
Mukluks squeak
on snow bleached
by twin sundogs
marking fresh turf.
- Gerri Stowman
Fergus Falls, MN
Summer 2010
Twirling my dress
In the summer sun -
It looks like a
Wave in the ocean.
-Autumn Mattfeld
Underwood, MN
Fall 2010
In blaze-orange wool,
brass bullets rattle
to the rhythm of
my nervous heart.
- Kirk Mann
Fergus Falls, MN
Winter 2011
Cold moon glows
silver as diamonds
float before me
in menthol delight.
- Jeffrey McSorley
Fergus Falls, MN
Spring 2011
Cold earth warmed
by the budding sun
sprouts the seeds
of vernal equinox.
- Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Faribault, MN
Summer 2011
I swim in the waves
and sit under water,
watching tiny fishes
who are watching me.
- Jaydon Zenda
Fergus Falls, MN
Fall 2011
Each hour the leaves
switch shirts sleeves,
trading for brighter,
richer hues.
- Emily Brisse
Chanhassen, MN
