1. Yellow, are they lemons? I cannot tell. Perhaps it was by accident, Bringing us here with those pictures in the frames and those words on the walls Clean and white and shiny, The only noise is industrial No birds nor mice to break the noise Charlotte St Cuthberts

2. Glaring eyes peek through oversized bows And frowns tell me not ask Small puddles of their childhood stain the concrete At the corrugated school in Wellesley Taylor – St Cuthberts

3. In a place that's new It speaks of old Amazing things we should behold The picture, even the old art Reminders of the ancient heart The heart of old NZ This stuff was gone, it was stored where we couldn't see it It scares me because its the old NZ Were we really like this? Did we wear these things? Everything changed, nothings new Where is old NZ? Melanie MacDonald Baradene College

4. The buildings tower over the trees But nature still sneaks through The tarmac and brick Are over powered by green Windows stretch forward, without meeting Smoke wisps away and pictures show the idealised peace that may have never been Pathways lead to somewhere shielded by the trees And the ladybird looks unnatural on wooden stool The untouched land Interspersed with trucks. Laura St Cuthberts

5. I can breath on this side of the glass Zen, balance Geometric world Lines circles and curves Kelly Baradene College

6. A place of the new within a place of the old The calming surrealness trapped in the rush of the living tranquillity where there is rush Baradene College

8. In a place that's new It speaks of old Amazing things we should behold The picture, even the old art Reminders of the ancient heart The heart of old NZ This stuff was gone, it was stored where we couldn't see it It scares me because its the old NZ Were we really like this? Did we wear these things? Everything changed, nothings new Where is old NZ? Melanie MacDonald Baradene College

9. Lost faces stand against a grey undisturbed quiet wandering footprints etched sneakily on the floor Do they lead to that stairway of mystery? A bold escape from the frantic silhouettes outside Shy scrunched up impatient faces innocent eyes that pass not judgment tidy little blouses ribbons in their hair Sarah Laycock Baradene College

10. In the house of history, you would shiver and shake at such a sight. Cold hard steel poles surround you as you try to flee Thoughtless faces starring blank David Deng - Takapuna Grammar

11. Shards of sunlight take routine shallow waves in uniform unusual summer good weathered day ruined by my own dismay Maddy Farrell Takapuna Grammar

12. Blank Faces stare as I seek the answers to their emotions Bitter neatness hides the colours of the truth and leave my aching brain to find the smiles lurking beneath Riyah Walter - Takapuna Grammar

13. Bare tree branches pierce the blue sky Dark clouds linger meaningless, watching Rain will come, but when? Will the suns arms dry it with their brightness once more Or are they sleepy, like the lazy flag waving at the wind As smoke pours from a chimney of a threatening brick building I don't know what goes on in there but I’m not sure I want to Evie Talbot - Takapuna Grammar

14. Modern building, new filled with books Curious faces sit on white plastic Pens scribble on paper with different strokes Displayed are electronics and old photos on black and white canvas Maria Brock Takapuna Grammar

15. I sit close to the ground my back is to the windows the black wall in front of me reflects the speeding street the hum of the building blends in with wheels on the road I turn to watch the traffic the sun bounces off a white Ute and a police car flashes past in checks I look up the ceiling the wired lights shine with metal grating against the concrete panels it looks like a warehouse with a wall of windows and an industrial roof I cant see how this is a library there are photos of pre-war babies and feathered Maori Chiefs but books? None. Kate Thompson St Cuthberts

16. When a small crack appears you don't care when it shatters you ask what happened Can one be faceless when they can still see, speak and breathe? What would you miss most if you couldn't see? One lost his shoes, one lost his life She burnt her lips when she kissed the sun I wonder if the mice do acrobatics when we turn our backs If i believed that red was blue would you have the heart to tell me the truth Katherine Wood - St Cuthberts

17. Steely concrete in captured moments passed. An opening to another world with so many things to see It’s a different alienated place isolated from the moving world Chantelle Murray Baradene College

18. You're lonely on the bridge Distressed by the inevitable You can’t stop looking for him Those ringlets and ribbons From adoring mothers Created puckered face You are a smile floating in a sea of frowns They didn’t know

19. White lace girl Fringed furrowed brow looks down Blushing lines of elegant separation Glossy stick over lips and sweet little faces in bloom Pinafore dresses and condiments on lips No author

20. Sweet little faces and puffs of white linen And starchy cotton unsuppressed Except of the dark heavy peccavi eyes Your stand in your lines They are nothing but elegant separation No author