THESE youngsters may all still be at primary school - but they're already published poets.
THESE youngsters may all still be at primary school - but they're already published poets.
Inspired by one of their teachers, the pupils have put their own experiences of life into verse.
And now their poetry has been made into a book which goes on sale this week.
Every pupil at Craigton Primary School, in Craigton, on Glasgow's South Side, as well as some children from its nursery class, contributed to the book Poetry Catchers.
It will be launched on National Poetry Day on Thursday and goes on sale in Borders' Buchanan Street branch and Waterstones at Braehead shopping centre on Saturday.
The book was inspired by teacher Sandra McCay, who set up a poetry lending library at Craigton two years ago.
Having persuaded youngsters to read poetry, she then set out to encourage them to write their own.
The project started with a P6 class but quickly spread throughout the school.
Ms McCay said: "Every poem in this book is completely authentic and the words are 100% the children's own. My role was simply that of facilitator.
"The children had total autonomy about which of their poems to choose for the book and every child in the school contributed to it.
"The philosophy behind the title is that poems exist all around us. We just have to catch them by telling anecdotes about our lives, by delving into our imaginations and by opening our senses to the world around us.
"I have been thrilled by how the children have taken to poetry. The last few months have been an amazing adventure for us all and we are so excited about finally being able to see our book on the shelves."
Craigton headteacher Ann Robertson added: "I am very proud of our pupils' remarkable achievement and I am sure Poetry Catchers is something our pupils and their families will treasure forever."
Mirabelle Maslin from Augur Press approached the school after hearing about the children's love of poetry.
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 The Football by Lee Duncanson (P3) One day I went to the football, When I was in goals, Someone hit me on the privates, I shouted OUCH'! My Dad said: Free kick!' I said: Whoever hit me on the privates is in for it!' When I found out who it was, I hit them back on the privates! I said: Nae joy, loser.' |  My Brother by LiliJade Wang (P1) Jin Peng is my brother, We play on the swings together, He is fat and cuddly. |  He Aged Three Months by Rachel Duncan (P6) Has black, small eyes, Loves to fly, Hates sitting in his cage, Loves to look at himself, Loves his tweety pie, Has soft blue feathers, Has cute wee feet, Loves his swing, Has a fine tweet, Loves to make a mess, He aged three months is my budgie, Joey. |  The Rabbit in the Tunnel by Robbie Hughes (P2) On my journey I went into a very big, dark tunnel, I met a fluffy rabbit, I felt very happy, The rabbit ran away, He came back, I took him home with me, It was a great day. |
 My Feline Friend by Karen McSporran (P4) It's name's Diamond, It's a cat, Scared of noises, How about that? She's a female, nice and polite, Never gets into fights, And that is right. I will look after her with all my strength and might, When I look at you, You look heavy but you are EXTREMELY light. She has never hurt me, not a bite. That's my Diamond, ALRIGHT!!!!! |  Poetry Poems by Johanna Blackie (P5) Once I was so sad, Because I didn't have a poem to write, I MEAN I WAS SO ANNOYED!!! I was DRAMATICALLY FURIOUS!!! I was saying to myself, Come on! You can do it, You can think of a poem.' Oh good, (say in a silly voice) I've got a POEM!' |  The Water in the Toilets by Jack McCammon (P2/1) When I was in P1, I was scared of the toilets, Because I didn't like the flushes in case the water went up to the top, Now I am in P2, I use the staff toilet. |  Soup by Scott Mersey (P7) When we were at Blairvadach, We got soup, It was disgusting, The next day we were on a hill walk, We walked past a river and it was copper-orange, It was like the soup that we had for dinner the night before, I felt sick. |