Who would have thought that 2n batxillerat students were such good poets? here you have a sample of the best poems they wrote to participate in Sant Jordi´s literary contest. Enjoy!

THE GREAT WAVE OF KANAGAWA

Hey, be carefull and keep quiet,

'cause they are playing,

do not distract them.

They are playing hide and seek,

but hiding from who?

From the wave, from Fuji or from us.

Keep quiet and listen,

Listen to the sound of the wave,

Listen to the scream from the fisherman,

And listen to Fuji breathing.

Oh! sorry dear,

we can not hear them,

'cause it is the sunrise and there is silence everywhere.

Are they playing hide and seek?

No dear, the wave is hugging them.

By Jiaxin Zhang, 2n Batx B

“Orpheus leading Eurydice from the underworld” by Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot

Through the blinding screams,

The deafening mist

The sound of silence

The whisper that drags me to heaven

And leaves me at the gates of hell

I’ve come this far

Just to become the shadow of what I was

And the sigh of what I’ll never become

Blinded by my misgivings,

Becoming just dust

I lost her when I saw her

I lost myself in the path

I lost my magic, the music, the muses

I lost it all

And I lost my head

But does it really matter, anyway?

Did it even matter?

I was nothing but a cruel irony’s puppet

Given a second of happiness

Paying it with an eternity of emptiness

By Lorena Arcediano, 2n Batx A

The girl on the window by Salvador Dalí

When it’s seven in the morning

And the wind comes through the window,

you only want to see what’s coming

and the landscape that’s drawn,

just in front of you.

A woman is up there,

alone feeling what’s inside of her.

She’s just watching the blue sea,

and now you can see,

what’s the feeling of be free.

By Elena González, 2n Batx B

THE SOUL EYES

There are looks that can talk

and can kiss too.

There are looks than kiss

every corner of the soul,

because the root of the looks

is in the heart.

There are looks that smile

and make the soul shake.

There are clean looks

that speak when they look.

There are looks that revel

themselves when they speak,

because they confess in

silence the secrets of the heart.

By Mireia Crespo, 2n Batx A

Two different poems inspired in the famous Guernica by Pablo Picasso:

THERE IS DEMON IN HIS PARADISE

His paradise, both by day and by night

There is demon in his paradise!

Blackening the sun and the light

To the distorted night

Black, cover up the colorful world

White, foil the evil of the death

Gray, fell into a state of profound absurd

Blue Painter，his broken faith

Blue Painter，draw all the torment inside

There，used to be his paradise

He shall not live in vain

By Zhongying Jiang 2nBatxA

GUERNICA

Hurt,

Hurt is the first word I can say when I saw that,

Hurt suffered by all those poor people,

Hurt of how cruel we can be,

Hurt to see that your whole life has crashed down.

I wish that light bulb would just mean freedom

And not as a way of show us the endless death,

Symbolized with a multiple grey colour tones

Where the shouted screams are silenced.

Why do people start wars?

There’s just a simple answer for that,

It’s just to make hurt

By Carla Puertas, 2n Batx B

By Bansky

Don’t lose who you are.

You think you're alone

But I can see you,

And you are not doing what you want.

You feel pressure

Supporting criticism,

You are not accepted by others

There is no civism.

They think you shouldn’t be here

And silence seizes you,

You can’t express yourself

Or they probably don’t want you to do it.

Are you misunderstood art?

Or someone who wants to be happy?

Just think you're here for a reason,

And I can see you

Don’t lose who you are.

By Nadya Mónico, 2n Batx B

My English teaching blog

Pages

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Saint Patrick´s Day

Saturday, 3 March 2018

Poems inspired in paintings