Pen / Peann

Thank you to poet Sinead O’Reilly from Wexford for launching our young poetry writers page for Cruinniú na nÓG 2020.
BIC multi-pen, teacher, Scoil Lorcain, Monkstown, Co Dublin, 1998.

New Poetry platform for children and youth at the Museum of Childhood Ireland. Following on from the experiences of our previous and ongoing creative writing initiatives, and our popular teen writing club, this is a new platform celebrating and promoting diverse poetic writing from young people at home and abroad. This will be online, published twice yearly. We will host workshops.

It will be moderated by guest writers.

Open for submissions from 2022

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Lean In.

By Cara age 9

My Granny uses a stick some days

She finds it hard to get up from a chair some days

She leans on me some days

I will need a grandchild to lean on someday.

Praghas An-Daor

By Dáithi age 6

Beidh mé ag tabhairt cuairte ar mo Mhaimeo agus Dhaido

Beidh ann spraoi againn, beidh muid saor

Nuair a bhfuil gach rud ceart go leor ar domhan aris

Tá an praghas ar gach duine an-daor.


By Agneskia age 10

The invitations were passed around

Excited and hushed

I wasn’t invited

My face was flushed

Mum asked me if I felt well

I walked on fast

I didn’t tell

I was so embarrassed

I met Anna from my class crying close to home

I said, do you want to sleep over?

Pizza, movie?

Here phone!

Now since we are best friends

We’re never alone.

Bedtime stories for my little brother

By Thomas age 8

He’s 3 now

Only bother

I’ve to check for ghosts and zombies and monsters

Even for wolves and sharks and bears

So he won’t be scared and have a bad dream

I always say I’m here for you

I’m on your team.

That’s What Friends Are For

By Antoinette. Age 7.

When I get in trouble with mum

Even when It takes me ages and ages to say I’m sorry

I know she’ll put her hand out and pull me to her and hug me.

My mummy.

Inspired by Absent Friends.

By Anna age 10

For Agnes.

My best friend went home to Poland

We cried night and day

But her dad was a builder and

There wasn’t work

But it was okay they say

We’d see each other on holiday

Then the Corona virus came

So they can’t get on a plane

And we can’t visit soon

Instead we’ve learned to Zoom

We do online classes at the museum and listen to tunes

She in her room. Me in my rooms.

Together but apart.

Then looking out at the stars and moon.

With one heart. ❤️

Mo Peata

Le Tomás age 5

Bhí peata alainn agam

Bán agus donn

Anois tá se imithe

Agus tá mé trom

This Love Will Help Us See

By Chloe age 12

I love the world

The universe

The land

The trees

The sea,

I love the people

The animals.

That we are all connected

This love will help us see.

Fingers Crossed/ Red Cross

By Ben age 11.

We found the vaccine,

Trump went away

I thought the world was getting better ( except for Boris)

but then…I watched the news today.

Ukraine invaded by their Russian neighbour

Just innocent people like you and me

Had to flee

Or stay and fight a terrible war.