White Swan

(An Acrostic Poem)

by Blue Garcia-Paine

White as the stars, amazing creatures swans are

Habitats they have many, rivers, lakes, and forests

In the sky, they migrate, up high, and in the thousands

Things from the water they eat, like weeds, algae, and even rice

Environment is affected by human impact, like hunting

Swans can lay 5-9 eggs and have one day of nesting period

Wind and water, in lakes and in the skies you can find them

And their beaks can be orange or black, all beautiful

Nothing like watching a White Swan swim

Turkeys Turkeys

by Cutter

Turkeys turkeys they run all around to avoid hunters.

Being scaredy cats up in the trees not knowing what to do.

Just trying to not get on the dinner table over Thanksgiving

When everyone is hungry for turkey on the table ready to eat.

The Crane Poem

by Fynn Koonz

The crane is standing above others. Animals give respect

to the crane. Snakes slither away in fear. Crouching camo

egg. Red capped head. 1,000 feet flyer. Critically endangered.

Change diet every season. It’s so big the crane scares off enemies.

The Great Blue Heron

By Alex Jaffe

The Great Blue Heron is strong

long and tall has a dagger like

bill that is used to catch its prey

its eats fish some amphibians

and reptiles also many other

creatures you might find a

Great Blue Heron in marches

and wetlands and some others

places In migration season you

find a heron can travel from

south of Southern Canada to

south America if you find a Great

Blue Heron on her nest you will find that

it is made of small twigs sticks pine needles

and swamp grass if you see a Heron egg

it is light blue and the longer it sits there

Apex Predator

By Lauren Dirr

Run, scurry, sneak, hide

to be caught in the open

would be suicide,

ones viscera it will quickly divide

Keen of  sight,  powerful in flight

from its rocky perch it scans earthly features

during its stoop …. it is the swiftest of all creatures

A magnificent  hunter, born wild and free

but for centuries used for sport,  held in captivity

Mountain Bluebird

By Kyleigh McLaughlin

Momma bluebird sings

Out in mountain meadows

Under the shimmering sun

Nearby hatchlings

Try to take flight

And with hungry bellies

Insects they seek

Now

Bluebird daddy takes watch duty

Little ones settle in for the night

Under the glowing fullmoon

Excited about morning

But sleepy from the day

In the morning, their mother will teach them how to fly

Right, left, right, left

Darting around the mountains

Grouse Poem

By Evelyn Gustafson

Grouse with a fancy mating call

Rest is what their wings prefer

On the tundra some may live

Usually Ruffed Grouse is who you see

Snowshoe feet, that is neat

Empty nest they have not, 14 eggs is a lot

Haiku

Glen Kress

The blue jay steals egg.

He says his name thief thief thief.

Beautiful blue bird.