Student poems
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The Kraken
By Olive (Year 8, Balmoral School )Far below the waves,
Swaying to the current of the ocean,
Dragging men to watery graves
Without the slightest of emotion. -
My Soccer Ball
By Meriyem (Year 5, Manurewa East School)My soccer ball.
Bursting with colours as it shoots across the field like a rainbow.
The colour is as vibrant as the green pitch I play on.
As blue as the sunny daytime, when the crowd cheers my name. -
Friendship Holder
By Lily (Year 8, Reddam House)A friendship-holder a story-teller and forgiveness-giver,
grasping heart in hand
a lantern of memory, glistening Auntie’s visage
It is what makes me, -
Campfire
By Emma (Year 5, Murrumbeena Primary School)Fire crackled
Embers flew
Logs burned
And ground was glowing red hue -
Marlin Talisman
By Anton (Year 5, Mona Vale Public School)My little marlin bones
share my connection to the sea.
Others may not think much of that,
but they are bound to me. -
Magnet
By Zichen (Year 4, Hornsby North Public School)Two ends that never meet
Or a brother and sister.
Nostalgic feelings
Fill their mind. -
My Snow Blue Husky
By Drishya (Year 5, Manurewa East School)My snow blue husky is as fluffy as a cloud,
As white as snow and adorable like a kitten.
My snow blue husky is blue like the sky on a sunny day,
It smells like candy and the eyes are my favourite part. -
Headphones
By Olive (Year 6, Wollongong Public School)Power on,
Connected.
Sliding over my ears and closing the doors behind it,
Sealed off from the outside world. -
Binoculars
By Rose (Year 10, St Scholastica's College)My eyes belong to the ocean
To the infinite plateau of blue
Where whales bathe barnacled bellies in the sun
And break tails on soft waves of sea. -
Candle in a Glass Bottle
By Luke Bartolo (Teacher, Glenmore Park High School )Cascading wax like pyroclastic breccia in pastel hues of
pink and purple and violet-blue
trowels across the candle-surface in lumpy deposits of
calcium-winter-carbonate -
The Gravestone Outback
By Ruby (Year 6, Woollahra Public School)A hole is dug out and a coffin laid inside,
I sit above, cemented in the soil, guarding the beloved soul,
They think I can not see, cannot feel,
Every day she comes to visit, -
My Special Shell
By Oliver (Year 4, Russley School)It is as rough as a pinecone, as light as a feather.
As white as a cauliflower, and as bright as the sun.
I put it by my ear, and hear the crashing waves at the dock.
It smells like the salty sea and breezy trees. -
My Papa Cec's Prayer Shawl
By Jamie (Year 7, Reddam House)The prayer shawl folded in its bag
The tallis of my father’s father
Idle as an unwound watch
Longing for its owner’s touch -
Prayer Cap
By Riyan (Year 10, Christmas Island District High School)The cap sits on my head, like the moon smiling.
It is a piece of puzzle.
The cap has been here since I was an infant.
It is always there when I pray. -
Karate Trophy
By Bryn (Year 6, Russley School)Walking up to the front of the room
I heard cheering from the crowd
I see my family,
photos and staring people and a gold trophy -
The Old Canoe
By Stephanie (Year 10, Clarence High School )Where the rocks are grey, and the shore is steep,
And the waters below look dark and deep;
Where the rugged pine in its lonely pride
Leans gloomily over the murky tide; -
Husky
By Taika (Year 4, Woodlands Park Primary School)Two small eyes like coal buttons
A golden bell hangs around his neck
Stitches
He brings back memories of adventures with my family -
Ode to a Timepiece
By Alisa (Year 10, St Cuthbert's College)My senses, dimmed as you moved in the dark
Ticking off charts and numbers, going on forever
My heart slows down to your humming tune of the harp,
One minute past, I have failed, yet you’re still clever -
My World
By Laurie (Year 4, Woodlands Park Primary School)Once on a cluttered dusty shelf
It is orange, blue, pink and green
The equator is coming off in one place
Smooth -
A whiteboard marker
By Hakea Hustler (Teacher, Broome Senior High School)The whiteboard marker,
Marked the hearts and minds,
Of many open book,
For everything she gave,