York Minster poems
Below are just a few of the fantastic poems written by Year 6 following their recent visit to York Minster.
York Minster
Dark and gloomy,
The silent darkness
Retreated to the rear of
The giant cathedral.
Now light,
Holy light,
Candlelight,
Getting brighter and brighter
‘til there was a blinding beam.
The light had risen again.
Jesus had risen again.
(O.D.)
York Minster
As I crept up the stone stairs
I heard the faint noise of birds rappingon the roof
The air was filled with sombre sounds
And the people followed it
When I got further in the Minster
I heard a theatre of praising.
(H.D.)
York Minster
The glisten of the window brightens your day
All it does is make me want to pray.
You may think, “been there, done that,”
But you will never do anything the same.
Embedding you in their history
You might be filled with mystery
The flame of the candle is dancing
Drawing you into the light.
(E.H.)
York Minster
I walked up to the Minster
Passing all tourists
I looked up
A large giant towering over me
Loving hands of God drawing me in
I glanced up in awe
The grand oak beams holding it with all its might
A whole range of sizes: fat, thin, large and small
Lights dancing, darting from left to right
I walked into a dark crypt
It gave me goose-bumps
And a chill down my spine.
(C.H.)
York Minster
Lights get dimmer,
Colder, darker, quiet
God is listening.
Shadows flicker in the darkness.
Mysterious secrets around you
Reflecting thoughts from my mind.
Uncase my heart
Candlelight enclosed the room.
Sombre is everywhere
The majestic toll of bell peals.
(P.R.)