Wildlife Poetry

[John]

For my 1,000th post I thought I would do a slightly different thread and make the content about poems that have been thought of entirely by yourselves. Not by well known Poets, just yourselves.

I had a period of a few months a few years ago when I was out of work. In that period I attempted for the first time in my life to do some writing. Along the way I attempted to have a go at some Poetry, again a first for me. Following is my very first Poem. It may not be a brilliant poem and it might also not be technically correct (i wouldn't know if it was anyway) but I was fairly pleased with.

Is there anyone else that can construct a wildlife poem?

EAGLES DOMAIN

The eagles flew together,
controlling the land and air.
Scanning the hillside heather,
flying without a care

They were true lovers,
flying over mountain, plain and tree.
Never fearing any others,
their bond for all to see

With wings straight and true.
Flying across this land.
With speed and power they flew;
their kingdom they did command

Gliding with ease and grace;
soaring over this vast terrain.
This was their land, their place;
this land was their domain.

But out of the sky came conflict,
from the black devil's of the sky.
To fight, the choice, that they had picked;
to dominate the sky they would try.

Five ravens came in fighting
from out of the sun, flying high.
Raven and eagle competing
for dominance of the sky.

The eagles rose up without fear;
each Raven drove home their attack.
Their intent, to the eagle's, was clear;
this land, once theirs, to win back.

Hovering, twisting and turning
they rode out the first attack.
Each eagle led with talons flashing,
the Ravens were the first to crack.

The Ravens were soon defeated,
both eagles dispatching them all.
Ravens, the vanquished, had retreated,
Far from this land they did fall.

Both eagles flew in tandem,
their power for all to see.
From afar the Ravens watched them
in awe of their majesty.

Their bond they would not sever.
As one they would always remain,
Two lovers entwined forever.
THIS WAS STILL THEIR DOMAIN.

John

[wildone]

John, congratulations on becoming a Commander of the Wild Empire. There are getting to be quite a few of us now.

wildone

[John]

Well I see that there are no takers.

I really thought we would have some poets on this forum. I'm certainly not one but at least I have attempted one.

Come on guys & gals, lets see some well made up Wildlife Poetry. Remember it must be yours not one your quoting from a book.

John

[Boddie]

My favourite

I wondered lonely, as a cloud, that walked all around.
Then all at once, I saw a sight,
A row of lovely daffodils.

[Boddie]

I like it 'cause its a play on words. It used to be

I wondered lonely, as a cloud, that walked all around.
Then all at once, I heard a riot,
The row of big azalea.

But nobody got it.

[Alan]

stoatytoat was know to quote
but never when writing in this post
I'll never do that - he said with a quack
You never know, that john might crack
john might crack! he'll never do that
he's to busing writing posts in the back!

[Boddie]

I like.
I like alot.

[Beryl]

here we are
Spring

I saw a kingfisher
Down by the brook
With a beak full of prey
To take back to his nook

He must have a mate
And eggs ready to hatch
Whilst the brook’s full of fish
He will get a good catch

When the chics break their shells
They will chirrup and sing
For the start of new life
Is the meaning of spring

[Beryl]

here ia another

The mallard Duck

The Mallard duck, she came to school
Not to learn or play the fool

But to make a nest behind The Grange
Where she laid nine eggs and all free range

The duck was watched with a very close eye
And we tiptoed quietly as we passed her by

Now one of the teachers saw them hatch
Nine little ducklings, what a batch

He tweaked his beard and scratched his head
Called some students and to them said

“Come over here and have a look
We’ll take these ducklings to the brook

One of the caretakers looked on too
Was it a circus or maybe a Zoo?

To the caretaker I heard him say
“Grab that duckling and walk this way

A box for the last one, caw, what a lark
Running after the others into the park

The duck waddled after with a very loud quack
They stopped all the traffic, there’s no turning back

They climbed the railings without a falter
Now ducklings and duck are safe in the water

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[John]

Originally Posted by stoatytoat

stoatytoat was know to quote
but never when writing in this post
I'll never do that - he said with a quack
You never know, that john might crack
john might crack! he'll never do that
he's to busing writing posts in the back!