This week we studied the poem "The Hosting of the Sidhe" by WB Yeats and then we wrote our own poems.
The Tuatha De Danaan
On through the forests and past the trees,
Over the plains through storms and rain,
As Caoilte’s fiery hair tossed in the breeze.
The people stared and were awed at their glory,
Niamh tempted them to join them on their journey,
They abandoned the deeds they had in hand
And followed her to a mysterious land.
And so the journeyed on through the forests,
And past the trees as Caoilte’s hair flew in the breeze.
By Aidan Carroll 5th Class
The Tuatha De Danaan
On through the forests and past the trees,
Over the plains through storms and rain,
As Caoilte’s fiery hair tossed in the breeze.
The people stared and were awed at their glory,
Niamh tempted them to join them on their journey,
They abandoned the deeds they had in hand
And followed her to a mysterious land.
And so the journeyed on through the forests,
And past the trees as Caoilte’s hair flew in the breeze.
By Aidan Carroll 5th Class
The Funny Fairy
The fairy folk are coming, coming from over the hill, Look closely at them dancing on your window sill.
Sometimes you may hear a tiny echoing in your ear,
They come through the mountains, year after year.
The fairy folk are tossing up all the beach tree leaves
As they come through the valley singing on the breeze.
By Bryan Healy
The fairy folk are coming, coming from over the hill, Look closely at them dancing on your window sill.
Sometimes you may hear a tiny echoing in your ear,
They come through the mountains, year after year.
The fairy folk are tossing up all the beach tree leaves
As they come through the valley singing on the breeze.
By Bryan Healy
FAIRIES
They come from the hills of Ireland,
Looking to bring people away.
Riding their fairy horses
As fast as the wind.
Through every village, meadow and river bed,
They run right through cottages and farms,
You may not see them but they see you
Looking to bring people away
With only a smirk to say, come away.
By: Colin Linehan
They come from the hills of Ireland,
Looking to bring people away.
Riding their fairy horses
As fast as the wind.
Through every village, meadow and river bed,
They run right through cottages and farms,
You may not see them but they see you
Looking to bring people away
With only a smirk to say, come away.
By: Colin Linehan
The Tuatha De Danaan
The fairy folk are coming,
The fairy folk are near,
Some people say the fairy folk
Make the leaves twirl round and round.
They come from Knock Ardrahan,
In wild chases through the country,
If any humans see them face to face,
They lose interest in everyday life,
And join them in their chase.
By Kallum Young
4th class
The fairy folk are coming,
The fairy folk are near,
Some people say the fairy folk
Make the leaves twirl round and round.
They come from Knock Ardrahan,
In wild chases through the country,
If any humans see them face to face,
They lose interest in everyday life,
And join them in their chase.
By Kallum Young
4th class
The Tempting of the Sidhe
Fearless Fairy Folk with glowing red hair
Arrive on majestic horses at Clooth-na-Bare.
In the whirling winds, the clattering of hooves echo,
Red haired Caoilte, runner of the Fianna, shouts,
“Oh ye peasants,away,come away!”
Far away lands appear greener with the smell of freshly cut grass,
Our lives will satisfy all your needs
Leave all your worries in Knocknarea
Knowing your dreams will become reality With us, the Sidhe.
By Sean Moylan
4th Class
Fearless Fairy Folk with glowing red hair
Arrive on majestic horses at Clooth-na-Bare.
In the whirling winds, the clattering of hooves echo,
Red haired Caoilte, runner of the Fianna, shouts,
“Oh ye peasants,away,come away!”
Far away lands appear greener with the smell of freshly cut grass,
Our lives will satisfy all your needs
Leave all your worries in Knocknarea
Knowing your dreams will become reality With us, the Sidhe.
By Sean Moylan
4th Class
