A number of students from Kahurangi and the Navigator Centre were able to submit entries to the Margaret Mahy Starlight Essay and Poetry competition - here are the poems they submitted.
eyes of god
I
feel the presence
A
holy aura
Seven
sisters angelically float and dance in the midnight sky.
They
start to project light, even brighter than the night before.
Dance
and jive in the purest of dark skies.
While
stars sparkle through the moonlight,
Bringing
families and friends closer as one.
Food
gets cooked on scorching hot rocks.
Waiatas
get sung by people of all ethnicities.
But
at the end of the night
When
all's said and done
Blinking
little eyes will continue to blink
Above
our heads
By
Eric Jiang
Stars
Stars are always there, sparkling like diamonds,
Stars are your shining light, to find your way,
Scattered across the sky.
Dancing their way along the dark midnight curtain,
Many different colours and patterns to amaze you ,
Red stars, yellow stars, blue stars
They all sparkle the same,
Southern Cross, Orion, and the Scorpion,
Constellations of New Zealand.
By Alyssa Brazendale
Our Bright Cross
Stars are the universe's oil lanterns,
They flicker, shimmer and glow.
You should not touch, since they are hot,
But a look is all you need.
They make our dark vanish,
But not all of it.
The blinking diamonds float in the sky,
They burn like a candle.
Our one and only cross,
Has kept our country known.
They will go out,
But we will never forget the cross of our land.
It shines like our own hearts,
Which could be gone,
But never forgotten.
By Max Fry
The Star Forest
Look outside at night, what do you see?
a jungle of stars and a moon shining bright.
All except one, the lonely sun,
who shines all day long.
Near, far and everywhere,
are glowing eyes of the forest panther.
A galaxy of fireflies,
grouped to make a butterfly.
Mammoth stars, out-shining the little ones,
but nothing peeps through the dreaded clouds.
When the wind washes the clouds away,
the panthers and fireflies come out to play.
One final flicker, one final shine.
Tired at last, the animals are.
While the sun rises beyond the mountains,
the stars fade away to rest.
By Kelsey Osborne
Stars
The
stars twinkle as I look over the fence
I see
them reflecting on the lake
They
shimmer and shine bright
Under
the moonlight
As I
look at them through my window
They
sprinkle glitter on my lawn.
Shining
upon me,
I can
see their constellations,
A huge
picture of them all.
I don’t
know?
Do they
bounce upon the midnight sky to get to the other side?
Do they
go there and hide?
Stars
shine through the trees,
Making
pixies fall asleep -
I make
a wish -
and
fall in a deep deep sleep.
By Alice Knowler
Stories in the sky
I
look up at the sky
Guess
what I see?
Hercules
the hero looking at me
I
was humbled by his presence
Hercules,
now defender of the heavens
I
turn my head
I
am in awe
Seeing
Centaurus, the mentor
Trainer
of the heroes of Greek times
Now
living in the skies
Looking
up high
Something
catches my eye
Pleiades,
seven sisters from olden times
When
these stars rise people cheer
Because
it is the start of the Maori new year!
I
turn to the south
I
look up high
I
see the Southern Cross, compass of the sky
Helping
sailors find their way
But
goes away with light of day
When
I see these stars I feel at home
These
stars need to know that they are not alone
By
Sophie Collis
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