No intuito de comemorar o dia de S. Valentim e consolidar hábitos de escrita em língua inglesa, a Área Disciplinar de Inglês da Escola Básica e Secundária D. Dinis dinamizou um Concurso de Poesia destinado a todos os alunos do Ensino Secundário.
Dos trabalhos de poesia apresentados, foram selecionados três, tendo sido atribuído o 1.º prémio ao poema de Hugo Fernandes, do 11.º B, o 2.º prémio ao poema de Mariana Valente, também do 11.º B, e o 3.º prémio foi atribuído ao poema da aluna Bárbara Pereira, do 11.º D. Parabéns a todos pela participação.
Arminda Areal e Isaura Marques
I would be able to run
All the world just for you,
Faster than a bullet of a gun
Because I’ve always loved you.
I would build a castle
And ask you to rule it with me,
And if it were your wish, I would enter the most arduous battle
Because that is what you wanted it to be.
I would buy a car
And take you into long trips.
Then, I would grab your hand and wait for the night
To see the starry sky and look for the biggest star.
Because love is like an endless fight
Where my dark side is ripped in small strips
Hugo Fernandes, 11.º B
I feel like an eagle flying when I´m next to you.
When I’m in your arms you’re my light guide.
I want to feel you, I want to take care of you.
I want to drown my deepest fears in the best part of you.
All you never said is that you love me…
But maybe in time you’ll want to be mine
I want to run away from this terrible love but there is no possible escape when my eyes only come to you.
What if the world ends up today?
What if there’s no sky for tomorrow or yesterday?
Anyway, if you were a wild tree I would run in the darkest woods.
That’s why… I’ll be forever your hero
Mariana Valente, 11.º B
I saw you
And I hate you
I met you
And I loved you
We were happy
A fairytale was beginning
And we were children believing in that
We were playing with all the feelings
Pretending we would live it forever
But the summer passed by
And our love too
Now I’m living a tale
Without fairies, without you
My heart is broken
With all the lies and mistakes
All the things we never said
Can we go to the start?
Or can we go to the end?
Can we be like friends?
Or can we just pretend we don’t care?
Now all the cute things are gone
And I know I’ll make it thought
Not today, not tomorrow
Maybe not next week
But one day it’ll happen
And everything will begin once more
Bárbara Pereira, 11.º D