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EARTH TODAY by Sophie P, Year 10 Ripley St Thomas

The mist over the mountains
taught me that there is
beauty in the unknown,
And that you should keep walking
Even when you don’t know
where you’re headed.
The birds flapping their wings
On their first flight
Taught me to have courage
Even if you’re afraid of falling.
The setting and rising of the sun
Taught me that it is okay to rest
As long as you get back up
To try again.
The wildflowers taught me
To grow with perseverance
And bloom with grace.
This earth taught me
Forgiveness, and
But this world only taught me
How to destroy it.

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Questions on Environment by Julia T, Year 10 Ripley St Thomas

Trees, flowers, grass, and bees or plastic bags, corpses, and a couple of weeds?
Four seasons a year or a cold, barren wasteland?
Will we care for our Earth or let it go to waste?
And will you use a bin or just toss it away?
For the turtles to eat and the waves to take away
Will we re-use and recycle or let our rubbish go to landfill?
When you go off to bed, d’you turn off your TV or just let it run for passersby to see?
Do you care for our Earth or let the green disappear?
Will the environment survive without you to keep it clear?
When everything has died and it’s dark outside,
Will you finally miss the smell of the morning dew on the grass?
Will you finally miss the birdsong that awoke you each day?
Will you finally see, you can’t save yesterday?

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Oceans and Beaches by Amelia L, Year 9 Ripley St Thomas

Oceans and beaches,
Places we love to go.
Once used to be home to many,
But that number has now reduced to be so low.
Once used to be lively and clean,
Now not as much can be seen.
Plastic pollutes the ocean,
And covers the sand.
What has happened to this wonderful creation?
Was it made just so fish could get stuck in tin cans?
Once the animals and organisms thrived,
But now many of them have died.
Though there is still some hope.
Reduce your waste,
Reuse what you can.
And protect the animals,
From the old way of man.

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Hereafter by Emil S, Year 9 Ripley St Thomas

The Environment is a beautiful place,
Things grow and die at a steady pace,
But we don’t treat it with respect and grace,
And now floods and fires have begun to give chase.

Just imagine all of the cute little cottontails
The tweet tweet of the common quail
The loud call of the humpback whale,
All of them, becoming weak and frail

Young teens cannot take the blame
For hurricanes or acid rain
We all caused this, which is plain
And lush green forests we can regain

The Environment was a beautiful place
Now thing don’t grow, but die at too fast a pace
We began to treat it with respect and grace
But floods and fires are winning their game of chase

We can fix this mess if we do it right,
Walk to school, turn off a light,
Climate action is taking flight,
Let’s save the planet and put up a fight

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Once Upon a Time by Eva H, Year 7 Ripley St Thomas

Once upon a time, the world was luscious and green;
But now the world has changed; it’s really quite depressing.
I wish it could be like before, that would be refreshing.
Not to mention there’s hardly any trees, and people things its okay to pollute the seas.
There used to be plastic here and there, but now it’s almost everywhere.
The journey starts with you and me, let’s work together to set this world free.

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We must change by Lily M, Year 7 Ripley St Thomas

Beautiful trees and buzzing bees
Flourishing in the garden
Wild bears and fluffy hares
Running in the woods

Polar bears in icy lairs
Dancing in the snow
Fish in the sea, swimming happily
Water crystal clear

Deforestation, elimination
All the trees are gone
Mean hunting, hunters grunting
Animals run and run

Global warming is a warning
Will the humans wake up?
Flowers dying, bees are crying
Fishes full of plastic

We must change
Clean up the land
Clean up the sea
Yes, you and me

We must change
Clean up the land
Clean up the sea
Did you hear me?

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Environment Poem by Bess C, Year 7 LGGS

There is a planet,
Outside this dying world
That one is free and green
Ours is dead and burnt
Oh, how I would love to see the green
See the life of the world once more
However, I don’t think we can…
Because the world is burning,
But what are we doing to help?
We are sitting and watching TV
While trees become victims of flames
They’re wasting away but what are we doing?
Think of the icebergs melting away
The polar bears with nowhere to stay
The plastic seas,
Home to the turtles
But soon they’ll be dead
Think of trees,
Burning away,
And why?
We are doing this
We need to stop
Stop killing the planet
Stop killing the crops
It’ll start with the animals
The poor little things
Then move on to the trees
But why are we doing this?
I really don’t know
We’re killing the planet
We’ll have no place to go
So, save the world because
As people so often say,
There is no planet B
Save the world today

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The Anthropocene’s Picnic – Pier Head, Liverpool by Debra Williams

If you go down to the waves today
For peace and quiet, a mindful
Meditative moment,
You’re sure of a big surprise
Because the Anthropocene’s in town.
“Roll up! Roll up!”
Get your synthetic ice-creams
From the diesel-belching vans
Lined up on the harsh concrete –
The heat island effect is strong here –
Dodge the darkly speckled
Dirty-looking juvenile gulls
Bin-dipping in the junk food
Effluence around the benches and steps –
The tin cans and plastic bottles
The takeaway cartons and cups
The cigarette butts and wet wipes –
And feel ashamed.
If you go down to the waves today
You’d better go alone
Because the things you want to say – shout – scream
Are better off unvoiced –
So maybe it’s safer to stay at home.

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Allegro on the Overpass by Joe Williams

See him there, the dancing fool,
Nureyev in Adidas,
cabrioles the carriageway,
allegro on the overpass.

Dancing as the lights go down,
St Vitus on Commuter Row,
gliding by the gridlock line,
step and turn and quick quick slow.

Dancing to the death of summer,
Fred Astaire in rush hour hell,
tapping through the traffic jam,
disco, tango, tarantelle.

The fool keeps dancing,
Tony Manero on Yorkshire slab,
dancing like the last Saturday
night we’ll ever have.

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All The Saints. by James Walmsley

As all the Saints ride up on high,
on mighty horses through the sky.
Look down on man’s plight and sigh,
at a planet that is about to die.

Mankind has made a decision,
to ignore the signs that are given.
When all is there and plain to see,
no one cares that’s you and me.

Still there is time to turn this about,
everyone must march and shout.
Stop thinking about your worth,
now is the time to save the earth.

And if the Saints did ride on high,
on mighty horses through the sky.
Look down on man’s plight and sigh,
they might just ride right on by.

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The Mountain by James Walmsley

In quiet mountain pastures on this given day,
I heard a little groan as a piece of ice broke away.
Like natures little tear drops it shattered on the rocks,
then across the mountain with the forest spread before,
the mountain ice melted in torrents it did flow.
It swept away all the creatures and the forest lived
no more.
The blazing sun burnt the soil and turned it into dust,
along came the wind with gust after gust.
It was then the frost began to creep and life was in a
wakeless sleep.
Now the planet was dormant,not everything was dead,
but unfortunately for mankind on this earth he no longer
The planet will recover in millennia maybe more,
If there is a place for mankind we will never know.
Because of mankind’s apathy everything had to die.
As for mankind he is just a giant dust cloud darkening
the sky

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The Teardrop Lakes by Dave Wakely

Named for shape more than content,
The stream that strings their chilly pearls
Trails the city’s cheek more cheerfully
Once February’s ice has thawed.

March equinox. Early blackthorns dab the water’s edge,
Bathing their lace in the passing waters
While they hunch like Victorian washerwomen
Soaking the final hearthside smuts
From a double-cardigan’d sloe-sour winter.

And here among this new town’s folds and creases,
Tinsel snagged on a chicken-wire fence
Flutters in the sun like a feather boa.
A Scots pine jangles with Christmas ornaments
Hung by drunken teenagers for a nighttime party.

As Spring pecks itself free from its frosted shell,
A pilfered bauble sits gold and glittering
Among a clutch of blue-green eggs
As if a heron’s warmth might hatch
Another celebration.

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The rising sun by Violet Q, Year 7 LGGS

The moon, the stars, the snow-capped hills,
Rivers, lakes and all things filled
With love and life and peace and joy,
This sacred world that we destroy

Dumping debris in our ocean
Wrecking our planet with no emotion
No regrets, or guilt or sorrow,
Destroying our earth like there’s no tomorrow.

Darkness filling our once vibrant home,
Animals dying that used to roam
Our beautiful habitat, our special place,
Which now resembles a world of waste.

The rising sun brings hope again
To rid the world of all this pain
Take arms against natures foe
A new landscape we begin to grow.

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Their Home by Valentina C, Year 8 LGGS

A forest of birds, foxes, and deer
Once a beautiful scene, animals hidden but present
Peaceful sounds and paths that curve around the woodland
Environment of serenity, calm.
And now, cars drive past
Their engines roaring so loudly the atmosphere changes completely
Home… ‘Where’s home?’ They ask
Save it we can, if our world forces combine
It is true that I am guilty, in you I confide
Now read the first word on every line

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Danger to our planet! by Teodora L, Year 7 LGGS

Our planet is dying killed by our hand,
Wherever you look there’s no more green land.
We’re all buying a big fancy car,
Leaving on our planet an enormous scar.
We are building more and more
So, Earth no longer looks like before.

People are leaving litter everywhere
When you can find a bin nearly anywhere.
We’re spending billions to study space,
When saving our planet feels like a race.
Fish are dying in the seas,
Nobody is planting trees,
Animals are disappearing,
Hunting season is all we’re hearing.

A simple life and being selfless
Would help our planet feeling hopeless.
If everyone would try together
We’ll make our planet live forever
Building less and planting more
We’ll change our planet to the core.
Clean the oceans and fish less
And then finally we’ll see some progress.
Use public transport, driving less
And climate change we will supress.

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Environment Worries by Sylvie C, Year 7 LGGS

Planet Earth – We’re ruining it

We’re clogging up the atmosphere

Littering the ground, the concrete-coated ground

Buildings surround.

The animals are dying

People are crying

Everything’s going wrong.

But a flame of hope is shining brightly

Guiding our footsteps

We can save the planet

If we spread the word because all is not lost

If we try and try and try to:

Help the bees

Plant more trees

And save the seas!

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Sorry by Sophie M, Year 8 LGGS

Think of a peaceful place that’s clean
Like a quiet beach by the sea
Or somewhere nobody has ever seen
That’s how you used to be

Think of a happy place all by yourself
Like being in town on a shopping spree
Or browsing the library’s books on a shelf
That was like you before we killed every bee

Think of marveling at how the sky is so blue
Maybe walking down quiet clean-aired lanes
Or going to see polar bears down at the zoo
Now you can’t because of cranes, planes and trains

To fields, skies, cities and lakes everywhere
I wish you could teach us how to care.

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AS ONE We Walk This Earth Together by Alan Smith

AS ONE we lead our lives together,
AS ONE our lives create such waste,
AS ONE we disregard, mistreat this planet,
AS ONE our shortfalls must now be faced.

Mother Earth, survivor, all enduring,
But pollution nears her to the brink.
For her, for us, for coming generations
AS ONE we must step back and think.

AS ONE we need to be responsive,
AS ONE, each accountable for this goal,
AS ONE, clean up our act together, else
AS ONE we’ll finally loose control.

For all the flora and the fauna,
For all the animals that share this place,
We must, AS ONE, now grasp the nettle,
Change this destruction, save our human race.

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In the Empty House by Ian Seed

We found what looked like a piece of light,
unmoving, frozen in the shape of a human being.

We were afraid to touch it – it looked cold enough
to burn us. What would happen if we could unfreeze it?

Would it melt and vanish, or would it keep its shape
and come alive? Could we take it away with us?

Would it make any difference to how we lived
or loved, one way or another

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Dog Daze by Jo Regan

Dogs strut
down the street
in designer coats.

Newsreaders skip
over clips
of children drowned in boats.

Canine groomers
polish paws
and pamper muzzles.

Air-brushed politicians
fail to solve
world migration puzzles.

Baristas prepare
luscious puppuccinos
for the mutts.

Media feeds
national propaganda.
Another border shuts.