Our Poetry Page.

We like to read and write poems in St. Colmcille's. We have a few favourite poems that we thought you might like to read while you are on the internet. Just click on the name of the poem and you will be able to read it.

4th Class Art
6th Class Art

The Tramp


All my life I've been on the beg
I have a bad old back
And a swollen up leg
My home is a sack

My torn duffle coat
Makes me look dirty
They throw me an oat
Sometimes the odd pirty

A few pennies here
A few pennies there
The trumpet I play
On a hay stack I lay

Morning ahead
Another dull day
With my small brown sack
I'm now on my way.

By Maria Mullhall


Halloween


Halloween is here again.
I cannot wait to see all
the children get dressed up and
jump about with glee.

We all get nuts and apples,
and cake and much, much, more
and then we go around houses,
knocking on peoples doors.

I think Halloween is very cool because,
we get holidays, from our school.



 

The Horse

 
 
 

I look across the field in delight.
I stare at you as you run in flight.
Your long thin legs and
Your snow white nose.
You look like a prince-
What a wonderful sight.
You seem so happy and content
As you chew at grass
From morning to night.



 

Moville Square


Moville is in need of repair
I thought I heard them say
So they brought in some diggers
And started right away.

First of all they dug a hole
And then they filled it in
Then they came back the next day
And dug it up again.

I saw a man down in the hole
So I asked him one day
Why they keep on digging holes
and filling them with clay.

They said it's all the Masters fault
One day he was in Moville
He lost a pound somewhere in the square
And they are looking for it still.

Danielle Kearney
Age 10


My Pet


Two brown eyes I love to see,
Looking straight up at me
He pulls on his lead,
When he feels the need
For a walk in the park
Before it gets dark.

Long shaggy hair,
Without a care
Trotting along, with an odd little bark
With a little bit of fuss
It is certainly a must
To stop for a sweet
To give my Rudy a special little treat.

By Laura Farren

TITANIC

In 1912,
the ship called Titanic,
set sail from Southampton,
and never returned.

II
A mighty ship,
the ship of dreams,
the greatest wealth,
could be seen.
III
They ignored the warnings,
and sailed faster towards morning,
and never did reach,
New York.

IV
The first class survived,
the second class did try,
and the third class died,
a horrible death.
V
And now it's just a memory,
in the minds of those survivors,
who had seen their fellow passengers,
brave the cold Atlantic sea.

Eoghan Kealy

The Titanic

The White Star's liner, Titanic
the greatest ship I ever saw.
the world's largest ocean liner.
I gazed at her in awe.

I boarded her in Queenstown
near to the town of Cork.
and so began my voyage
to the city of New York.

More than a thousand people
were traveling on the ship,
many down below decks
were making their first trip.

All of us excited,
men, women, husband, wife
as we sped on to the New World,
there to make our own life.

We laughed and sang,
we didn't know what fate had in store,
the Great ship sped on through the night
and down on an iceberg bore.

It tore her side, it made a gash
as quick as we could blink,
and in a very short time
the Titantic began to sink.

Soon women and children left the ship
amid a lot of screams and fuss,
but when we fought our way on deck
there were no boats for us.

And as the ship began to die
and sink into the deep
there's nothing left for us to do
but say our prayers and weep.

By Shaun Bonner
4th Class

The Titanic

The sea was calm, the sky was bright,
As the "Titanic" headed west,
The Captain called to the engine room,
The owners want to see her best.

Then the man on watch gave a shout,
"Theres and ice-berg dead ahead,"
But none on board did ever think,
That this disaster lay ahead.

With a mighty crash on her starboard side,
The ice tore away her steel,
An officer said to the helmsman,
"Go to starboard with the wheel."

Some time had passed, then the whistle blast,
It was time to abandon ship,
The Captain said to a young sailor boy,
"Its a hell of a way to end the ship."

Helen Cavanagh
4th Class

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