Long Subspecies Poems
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I love to sit and watch the Roosevelt Elk for hours. The Roosevelt Elk named for Theodore Roosevelt, it's my favorite animal in the wild. They are the largest of the four remaining North American elk subspecies. They are beautiful, majestic creatures that walk with their head up high with pride. They stand as tall as a horse. The male elk carries a beautiful set of dark brown, tipped in cream antlers. Their antlers reach lengths of up to four feet with a distinctive three-point tip, or crown at the end depending on the age of the elk. They use the eye guards on the horns when running through brush by lowering their heads. The antlers have several purposes, most related to mating, as a weapon against their foe, and the antlers are shed each year.
Even though they have a heavy scent of musk they can pick up a scent carried hundreds of yards away if the wind is blowing their direction.
Their coat is thick and soft, with longer hair on the chest and shoulders of sable color, with a light brown body, and a cream-colored rump and no tail. Their coats make it a habitat for fleas because their coat is thick and soft, it enables them to sneak through a thicket when they hear your nylon or denim clothes rake against a bush.
They feed on a variety of grass as, plants, leaves, bark, and including highbush cranberry, elderberry, devil's club blueberries, mushrooms, lichens, and salmonberries.
They engage in ritualized mating behaviors during the rutting season to have their own harem. The mating involves in posturing, urinating, tossing turf and fighting with their antlers, and bugling, a loud series of vocalizations which establishes dominance over other males and attracts females.
The Roosevelt Elk, a beautiful, majestic creature, which lives in the wide-open land with tall grass, under the canopy of Douglas -fir, cedar, and old growth stands.
5/9/2018
The white Kermode bear or the Spirit bear is an endangered subspecies
of the Black bear that is only found on Canada’s west coast.
Thanks to the efforts put forth by Simon Jackson at the age of 13 in 1995
and The Spirit Bear Youth Coalition which now spans 87 countries
all over the world; not only is this bear protected but its habitat is as well.
The poem rotates from the voice of the bear to the voice of Simon Jackson.
where are they now?
my brothers and sisters
clad in snow- white fur
our life supporting rainforest
loggers, extinction on the horizon
passion born of the wild
vision beckoned me a B.C boy
my strong will, a voice became
protect the white one, Kermode bear
save its precious, fragile home
our numbers just hundreds, dwindling
Simon Jackson, hear my plea
your empathy I sense
see deep sadness in my eyes
ensure our salvation
Spirit Bear, your plight will be heard
by CEOs, boardrooms, halls of government
with my friends I’ll lead the campaign
you will not stand alone in the night
“The present shouts…the future whispers”*
your promise, resonates through these woods
hope emanates from my soul
Spirit bears, place trust in Simon
our love for the forest he shares
our lives he cherishes
to keep your sacred land
our youth rises hand in hand
we listen and hear your cause
fighting for a greater good
our spirits unite as one
*Quote from The Spirit Bear Coalition website.
Poem written by Carolyn Devonshire and Sandra Stefanowich
Forever
Time is a word, without relevance or worth.
Conceived by mankind, a distance from birth.
If birth is the beginning, and death the end.
A concept of life, where souls never blend
So in (your) time, evolution takes place.
Subspecies continue, race after race,
Growing and learning, well so it seems.
Scheming, planning, following your dreams.
Ignoring the purpose, that creation intended.
Irreparable damage, never to be mended.
Tears from heaven cause rivers to rise.
Even this warning, can't make mankind wise.
So then the ground shakes, ashes fill the sky.
Still leaves them asking, still wondering why.
Without a response, So soon you shall know.
Creation will send, a massive, a final blow.
A guided hand, will reach past the stars.
Beyond your time, you can't fathom how far.
It's what you do, that may change your fate.
Only days from now, yes, It might be to late.
The Father and Mother weak from your years.
Giving their love, dealing with everlasting fears.
Will make you aware, of the reality of time.
That it only has value, if you don't open your eyes.
Rick Newell
Jan/11/14
A Superior Being
Mankind, the superior being roaming the earth,
for he alone is capable of intellectual thought,
it is instill in his or her essence from birth,
for it is but what each one of us are taught.
If only the reality of substance could be told,
discerning our crude aggressive way,
powering and enabling us to be so bold,
while instilling us conquerors by light of day.
If you upset or confuse us then you will die,
for we kill out of bewilderment and greed,
never understanding or even asking why,
incapable of grasping the depth of our deeds.
Subspecies live in harmony and peace,
surviving in an orderly fashion beyond belief,
the insects and animals kingdom could teach,
our anguish and suffering could find relief.
Superior does not mean intellectually bright,
defined as controlling and dominance,
we repeat our mistakes not seeing the light,
sacrificing all in the name of prominence.
Samuel E. Stone
Copyright ©2008 Samuel E. Stone
Amur Leopards are listed as, critically endangered
They are a rare subspecies, living in nature’s extremities
in the Amur-Heilong mountains, with a Russian landlord
and their genetic variation, is the lowest of any subspecies
They can survive in temperate forests and mountain regions
keeping south of facing rocky slopes, to avoid too much snow
but they can’t avoid the conflict, off the human foundations
having to enter the human domain, to find food and grow
Amur leopards are poached, for its beautiful spotted fur
and their territory is surrounded, by villages and agriculture
The villagers hunt their pray, but their prey is in defer
as the greed of money, is now a human culture
Amur Leopards can only live, ten to fifteen years in the wild
and 25 years in captivity, which only makes them riled
Let’s give back their territory, to increase their mentors
and advance their history, for these amazing carnivores
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the human race
how many subspecies
do you know
orange sunsets
they were once all red
the status quo
housemartins... late
nesting on a window pane
swallows in the porch
dunnock feeding
on suet balls for the ****
goldfinch on niger
smooth newts... fifty plus
til the lawned was mowed
no pond for miles
facts of life
humans make them up
not natures ways
sun skipped the surface
light dancing on the waves
then came the trawlers
the sky ablaze
the sea reflecting fire
seagulls screaming
honey bees dying
mites and climate changing
stop pollution now
mountains moving
hot rocks cruising on a plate
shapes shifting
the rushing rivers
rapids... falls... always searching
returning home
clouds carry rivers
waterfalls biding time
flash flooding
nature... world's doctor
twenty-four seven... open
inundated
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Western Lowland Gorillas are listed as, critically endangered
and they are most numerous and widespread of all gorilla subspecies
They are found in the Congo Basin, that has been humanly disadvantaged
and they in habitat, the densest remote rainforests, for their securities
Western Lowland Gorillas, are slightly smaller than their cousins
and have a brown-grey colour, with an auburn chest that looks muscular
Significant populations exist, in isolated swamps and swampy forests
but large numbers have not protected, the Western Lowland Gorillas
Their threats are poaching and disease, strongly decimating their numbers
by more than sixty percent, in the last twenty to twenty-five years
and they are hunted for bush meat, and captured to become human pets
If all threats were removed, it will be 75 years for their numbers to improve
Whether you are black, red, yellow or white,
all of us are all one and the same alike.
The concept of race has been disproved scientifically.
None of us are subspecies of the human specie,
as is evident for example with the cat family.
We have lions and tigers and leopards and cheetahs,
but a black man and a white man are not the same as a lion and a tiger
Both are the same specie, *****sapiens, making all lives matter.
We all need to start focusing on the fact that we are all connected genetically.
Scientifically speaking, we are all one big worldwide dysfunctional family,
literally, not figuratively.
At some point in our ancestral genetic history,
my ancestors met yours and proceeded to breed,
and their offspring met the offspring of everyone else,
bring the entire planet to its present intolerant mental health.
There was a zany, zesty Zebu that lived his
life with full of zest.
Out of the animals in the big wildlife reserve
he shined brighter than the rest.
He was never down with a big frown, he was
positive and enthusiastic,
So super uplifting that his positivity rubbed off
on all in his presence, his "go-to phrase was “
you’re fantastic!"
The zany, zestful Zebu from a wildlife reserve
in New Zealand isn’t gone.
Zachariah was his name; he was known for
his zestfulness and positivity, his memory
lives on.
* Zebu- The zebu, sometimes known in the plural as indicine
cattle or humped cattle, is a species or subspecies of domestic cattle originating in the Indian sub-continent.
05/12/23
Contest: “Z” Challenge Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
I
In a land of crime, pets too are killed
A goose was struck by an upset Ouma
I saw it in a fenced yard, life bleeding ...
It came close to home, with Kuiken
II
Kuiken is Afrikaans for baby chicken
But my name for my pet is Kaalnek
Her variety, subspecies, unfeathered neck
She learned to sleep in trees, after month1
III
The next day, her freedom ended (by me)
Not cat food, victim of domesticated cats!
In her cage (hok) she recovers from a wound
That made me cringe: skin on head, out!
IV
No cat, dog, or combination got Kaalnek
She is with her half-brother now, 'locked'
Though more lives than cats, I dont exaggerate
But my hero and I will not tempt fate