Wildlife Poems - Poems about Wildlife

Follow the flow of the Tees

Follow the flow of the Tees
Meet the folk whose sweat
and tears shaped the land,
brought in the bounty,
shifted the steel to build
Better places.

Follow the flow of the Tees.
Meet the people who fish
in peace.  Look for a seal or two.
See them bobbing, watching you
watching them.  Observe them catching the 
rays of the sun on the

Love Can Be Grand - POTD

In spring we come out to see life,
out from our long cold winter's nap.
Bears are so loving not wildlife.
Love can be grand.

I am your big fun bear asap,
you are my fury playful wife,
I love to see you in gift-wrap.

Tonight we need some fun nightlife,
eating fish not from a flytrap,
using my big claws not a knife,
Love

It must be Spring!

Come her! Go there!
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
Do this! Do that! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff!
Eat seed! Find nut! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
Have chicks! Make fat! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
Through twig! Through leaf! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
My song! I sing! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
On wing! On foot! 
Chiff chaff! Chiff chaff! 
It

MORE WILDLIFE MADE HOMELESS

We see but grey where once was green
As bulldozers now scrape,
Turning a joyful rural scene
Into joyless landscape. 

The area was green-belt land
With forest and pasture 
But as our numbers still expand
We will invade nature.  

And so that farmland must give way
To high profit housing. 
Farming that land has had its day.
Let the plunder begin.

In The Silence of The Spirits

They burnt tons of tusks
But the felled beasts
Remained silent still
In the spirit realm
Watching the fire slowly
Consume pieces of themselves

Waiting quietly
In that realm
Where their glorious trumping
Is not perceptible to the living

Waiting patiently
For their brothers, sisters
Sons, daughters and
Pieces of themselves
To join them
In the silence of the spirits

The Gift

A gentle wave from curling leaf watches in weakness.
Green slips from shore, a purchased release.
Tender roots wash with shuttered sounds. 
Steals foundation to a diminished, poison grip.
 
Inundate with modern gift's inevitable disguise. 
The last of life, extinction blazes black.
Down slips the rocky skirts beneath the liquid lip.
A mist of remembrance where stone nuture once

Dog Whispers

I am a wild animal by blood and nature
Loving the outdoors each chance I get
Bred to be a domesticated pet
Free range is the only way I know to be

Why am I sent to obedient schools and camps
Force to follow instructions/rules
Move only on when given command
Put in a containers, crates, or boxes

Why am I punished if

I'll scatter town like a wildlife

Fun filled, each of my days,
I'm fulfilled, the harvest of my blessings is rife~
in my ways.

So, no excuse,
I'll scatter town like a wildlife ~
let loose!

No stress!
Even no strife~
Yes!

Fun-filled, each of my days,
I'll scatter town like a wildlife ~
Yes!

Dreams Of Paradise

Our earthly realm of wonder and beauty
Observing its glory is our living duty
The most exquisite sight I have ever seen
Was a paradise island I have never been

A tiny green dot in the mighty ocean blue
Unleash your dreams and you may visit too
Just close your eyes and raise your sail
You’ll be carried there by a windy

TURF OUT THE WILDLIFE

More rural space becomes an urban scar
As man’s machines arrive and start to scrape
Through living loam down to the dead grey clay.
Hedges ripped out and carted off to tip,
Trashing nests and burrows right from the start.    
The babbling brook that supplied the small pond
Is piped to concrete culvert underground
Destroying one more vital

Butterflies

Butterflies are a magical magentic wonder of our world's skies
In many ways they are not dissimilar to us coming in all different colours categories configurations and size.
Butterflies can't see their own wings they never know their outer beauty or no how truly beautiful they are
But everyone else can see them and can admire their breathtaking

Vulnerable Wildlife- Same Poem Different Form

(Free Verse)

How we miss those lovely, verdant scenes 
of woodlands that framed our riversides; 
rich, with hearty trees and creature life...
callously mowed down, destroyed

in name of progress and development...
deforestation...acres of lush trees,
and their creatures also now long gone;
territory lost by human cause.

They left; now stray into our yards,
exiled, hungry, have nowhere to go.
Once they roamed

Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey 'Part 1 of 6'

"Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey"
I. Anthropocentric Dissonance
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Do you hear that rumbling? 
That's the ancient woodlands wailing and crying out! 
I can hear their echoes mourning as 
we silence those whispering tree elders. 
Sacrificing their hard-earned truths on the 
bloodstained altar of our selfish wants and empty riches. 
We humans swagger

Hummingbirds

bright ruby and green
flash dance across the garden.
humming and twirling

sipping from flowers
they zigzag helter-skelter
savoring each drop

chirping their pleasure
as they drink nature’s treasure
suddenly they’re gone

My Bad

My Bad

They used our Courage
Like a Weapon
Made our Kindness
And Tolerance
VERSUS Fear
Seem Naive.

Our Health and Safety
Were NEVER THEIR
CONCERN!

Oh, well, too late.

I learned that from
Squirrels and Scrub Jays
I fed peanuts to.

Sorry, but you all look
So cute!

-Gray Squirrel

02/18/24

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