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Earthwatch Europe

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Earthwatch Europe launched a poetry competition for schools and individuals as part of a range of events to help families cope with lockdown and remain connected to nature, including a popular online programme of indoor and outdoor learning activities called Wild Days. Michaela Strachan led the panel of judges, which included Nick Baker, Bella Lack and Mya-Rose Craig. Here are the winners from each category, which give a beautiful insight into how children are connecting with nature in difficult times.

Image by Tony Beyga

George for Edith Moorhouse School: Take the time to notice

Take the time to notice,

Nature at its best,

Everything so peaceful

The world is at rest.

The sunlit sky so blue,

The aromatic air so clear,

The powerless pollution is low,

Although the pandemic is severe.

The blossom it dances,

As the gentle breeze blows,

Nature at its finest,

As all the flowers grow.

The neighbourhood is so quiet,

But still life goes swiftly by,

People’s emotions all over the place

Even the clouds-they cry.

Nature is finally able to breathe,

As things seem so much more pure,

When all this over and life returns back,

With much more appreciation I'm sure.

All the stars they glisten and dance,

Look up search the night sky,

Look up with care to see true beauty,

Shooting stars ‘whoosh’ passing by.

Take the time to notice,

You never know what you may see,

Cascading stars light the night sky,

Silence wraps itself around me.

The silence it whispers,

Whispers through the trees,

The world has awoken,

Beauty, birds and the bees.

Image by Anthony Pope

Archie Bowes, age 7: A-Z Challenge

Find an animal for every letter,

That was the challenge I had,

But as I live in Great Britain

That wasn’t so bad.

I wanted to start with aardvark

But they’re extremely hard to see

So instead I went for an adder

Which in Dorset is pretty easy.

The adder is a venomous snake

Whose body can be yellow and grey.

He has a long sleek body

Which curls round every day

If you ask me, an awesome A!

Image by Suzy jh

Lucy Farrell, age 10: Urban Birds

Satin black wing of Starling

You are the urban beauty, my darling

Grouped together to make a flock

To the naked eye a shape-shifting mock

Car alarms, real or trick?

Phones ringing to take the mick

With a special bill to extract seeds from teasle or thistle

Flying in the sky singing in a melody-filled whistle

Goldfinch, with a red head and a gold wing

When it flits through the sky it starts to sing

Its favourite food is nyjer seed

On this teeny-tiny feast it begins to feed

The adult has a yellow ring around its eye

The adult male's feathers black as the midnight sky

First to wake, first to sing, first to rise

And that pure song echoes across the dawn skies

Dawn Chorister, your song is sweet and true

Blackbird's silhouette, against pink streaked across blue

Santa's helper and a favourite of the Christmas card

To shoo off other birds, it is not hard

With a small, beady eye and a red breast

Throughout the year its voice does not rest

Conqueror of the feeder, keeper of the bird table

To bully away birds hoping for a meal, Robin is quite able

Awestruck, I watched the Peregrine Falcon, haunter of the pigeon's dreams

Thunderstruck, that comical clapper has had it, as its feathers fall as a stream

No more are the pigeon's cries

Silenced by the Ruler of the Urban skies

Fierce frown, piercing peer, Peregrine Falcon stare

When it sees an unfortunate feast, it soon turns on that glare

Aryan Kaul, age 14: Forest Life

In a dense forest

Trees speak in simple tongues

Of creaking and groaning.

Talking, swaying

In a carpet of bluebells

Soft with freedom of

Centuries and centuries.

The chainsaw,

The digger,

Logger and chopper;

Never reaching

Those old, wise trees,

Undisturbed and happy.

The lone woodpecker watches,

Pecks and hides

And screams at the setting sun

For changing the colour

Of the skies.

The bushes on the floor,

In their impatience, they rustle.

There’s someone there, there’s someone watching,

But it’s just the tired wind.

And those huge trees,

They throw their heads back

And dive down

Into a deep forests’ slumber.

The forest life goes

And the quiet comes with it;

Time stops

For these creatures

Until the next day comes,

And the trees speak again.

To see all the runners up and find out more about Earthwatch Europe, check out their website.

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