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 Education » Teaching resources › Poet/Makar/Bard › New beginnings

Both Gracemount and Craigmount High schools are moving to new premises, and a small group of S1, S2 and S3 students from each school was lucky enough to work with the poet, Liz Niven over a number of weeks writing poems to celebrate their new beginnings.

Some of the poems will be '"made permanent" in stone, glass, metal or some other material and will become part of the fabric of the new buildings.


Fresh

Fresh as a new pair of trainers
All wrapped up in a box
Fresh as new flowers
That give us hope
Fresh as a new book
Packed full with knowledge
The bricks will be

Corrin Kerr


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Hey! Hello! Welcome to our school
Don't be scared, don't be shy
Come on in to Gracemount High

Kelsie McLuckie


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The castle

I stand watch over the land
I feel hopeful for the future
I have seen blood spilt,
Lands change, lives develop.
The world evolving for better
Or worse.
Now I look to the future
To a new school, new hopes, new dreams.

Andrew Soutar


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Think of the future
What will it bring?
A new day, new horizons
A fresh start, time for change

James McCann


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Sundial

The sunshine moves around the school
And warmly measures out the hours
Today will be tomorrow's past
These seeds will be tomorrow's flowers

Sarah Ferguson


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New school

That zest we have for knowledge
Is like a precious jewel
So step over the beckoning threshold
And enter our brand new school

Shaun Mackintosh


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Yet I am young

Yet I am young, I wonder what I'm going to be
I could be a brain surgeon or a rocket scientist
- just you wait and see!
But maybe I'll be up in the sky
In a fighter plane and fly real high
Or maybe even a boxer and step into the ring
But yet again, I'm still young… I could be anything!

Fraser Wilcox


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Art lesson

The art of Art is complex
Sitting, thinking what to do
That chatter resounds
Like echoes around the room
The bright coloured spots on hands
Look like a painting themselves

Soft musky clay
Its natural smell
Moulded to our imaginations
A brush, some paint and paper
Become our wildest dreams
In just one lesson

Nicole Wilson

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Teaching resources

Poet/Makar/Bard
Look around you
Hands up and listen
First men on Mercury
Arthur's Seat
Ticket for a mile
St Andrew's Day
What's in a name?
Inside the frame
Canongate Kirkyard
Pump action poetry
The senses
In the rainforest
Particle physics
New beginnings
The life of a snowflake
Rhymetastic!
Close your eyes
Exploring poetry
Inventing the world
Pencils, pixels, poems


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