Poetry challenge updates

I have learned that two of my poems won prizes in the annual Siloam Springs Writers Workshop.  Full of Sap placed third in the "Free Verse" category, and The Attic of My Mind placed second in the "Sonnet" category.  Here they are: 

    

Full of Sap

Psalm 92:14

Full of sap

and very green.

Green.

Green as grass, as leaves

of lilies poking through

green ferns, fairy fresh

and aspen shimmering,

quaking with life,

celebrating.

Lupine spears

spiking the sky,

blue bonnets held high,

yet still green.

Like cedars proudly tall

minding not at all,

lower needles browning,

falling,

seeds sheltering

new life,

full of sap

and very green,

fruit bearing into old age.

Still.

And still green.

The Attic of My Mind

The many-gabled attic of my mind

is hiding cobwebbed thoughts from days gone by.          

At times I search for hours and fail to find         

a loved one’s name, or why we said goodbye.         

Despair might draw me down and hold me fast.

Shall I lose myself in bewilderment?

With long years left, will my good senses last?

Or will I fade and become insentient?

No, I believe my wits will quite suffice.

I know enough. More words would but confuse.

To be at peace I heed my own advice

and soothe myself, all anxious fears refuse.

     So I intend henceforth to take great pains

     to celebrate each day with what remains.