Wildlife poetry

I very rarely write poems but I was reminded yesterday of a lovely project I was involved in a few years ago to write poems about various garden 'beasties' as part of a Scottish Natural Heritage activity pack for parents of pre-school children. The poems, factual but fun, about worms, bees, frogs, etc were attractively presented on colour postcards with information about the species on the back. The pack has proved so popular it's barely still in print, but can still be downloaded as pdf files here.

I hope I might be able to use the poems next week when I'm exploring the wildlife of Abriachan Forest with groups of children from Invernesshire schools as part of Moniack Mhor's project 'The Written World'.

The Honey-comb Cellar Club
Sista you betta get some dance steps
You gotta waggle that tail, stamp ya hairy legs
Ya betta buzz, ya betta fling, shake ya sting
At the pollen sweet as honey in the flower ding-a-ling.
Cos we’z the funky friskers, beez-rapping sistas
Stripy black and yella down the Honeycomb Cellar.
We birl with the buddleia, dally with the daisies
Pick up pollen, fly home to feed the babies.