Competition Entry

Koalas are calm
Koalas or sweet
Sometimes they’re a sign of peace.
They’re my favourite animal
They rest in peace
They wont attack
It’s just it and me.
You should not kill them.
You respect them
And they won’t be mean

RUNNER UP

Scuttling through the streets
There’s no groovy beats
For the mice have no warm home
With shelter and warmth
They’re known as dirty beasts
Who don’t deserve comfy seats
They twist, turn, twirl about
Avoiding angry feet and shouts
Imagine in your head
How it would feel without a bed
Uncomfortable, dirty, cold
Even eating food with mould
There bodies round and small
There ears proud and tall
They mean no harm
No need for alarm
Give them all you can
For how would you feel
Upon the streets
With no yummy treats
No healthcare
Or clothes to wear
They are so sweet
They shall not cheat
So just give them a chance

The extra-terrestrial guest and sovereign of blue bloods
and son of the most reverent ancient tribe and octopus’s cousin
you have been setting on emperor’s throne
from early Slier
in yours great ocean capital Ur
since 400 million years ago,
presenting for future
the jet propulsion engine,

you have been the perfect creature
primarily
and marvel of universe
with you timeless shape and rockets like semblance.

You are the worthiest successor
of the dying mankind,
this trick of nature and instant caprice.

Among the human and humanoids
extra-terrestrial
who might doubt really
for your right and legitimacy
to the eternal ruling
yours majesty of cephalopods
and blue excellences?

You survived through all calamities and crisis
outlived by Erath in its long history
even falling to planet the greatest asteroids,
hiding himself on the bottom of ocean.

Even in case of the worthiest scenario
If our Globe would have been captured by Black Hole,
the Squid, your majesty, know how climb out
from that gravitational barrel
tossing up his long stretching tentacles
with powerful suckers and pointed teeth at the ends
he know as catch the seismic hubs and anchored them.

So you will able encountered and inhabited
step by step
on his supersensitive and sharp legs
did picturesque by Salvador Dali,
the whole universe.
In her structures and secrets you understand much more
then all our futurists and scientists combed together.

And Mankind from the ancient centuries
has suspected in dreams and nightmares
this creatures
as his own most advanced competitor and successor
who will rise for the ruling by Earth once
on the base his truly right,
the coolest quality of his blue blood,
on the priority of birth, immeasurable history
and testifying by heck a long times.

RUNNER UP

Silvery mane cascading down
Waterfall of moonbeams and sunshine
Rippling in the scented breeze
As softly, the tinkling brook trickles
Flowing over water-worn pebbles
And pale-pink blossoms drift down to earth.
Her moon-pale, glowing silver-white skin
White as the snow, flushed like the dawn
Glimmering tail swishes to-and-fro
Bound in strands of hopes and dreams
Diamond-shod hooves with a crystalline gleam
Slender legs step with an elegant tread
She embodies grace and elegance
Her neck arched high as she stands aloof
Each sensitive ear alert to any sound
Smooth contours of her torso and flank
Outline her delicacy and perfection
As she stands amidst the sparkling waves.
Her eyes are a mystery, a midnight sky
Deep pools of wisdom and thought commingled
Fairy lights dance in their depths
Finally, pinnacle of perfection, of uniqueness,
Spiraling toward the twilight sky
A rose-tinted, burnished diamond horn
Around which an aura of magic hovers
It possesses unheard-of mystical powers.

As she steps amidst the dew-sodden grass,
Her form gleaming in the gathering darkness;
Stardust and sparkles fall to the ground,
A trail of the unicorn’s deepest essence,
Her inner purity, the goodness of her heart
Her soul so pure, her stain-free mind.
She leaves a silvery mist in her wake
Clouding the path she graced with her steps,
Shrouding all that seek to follow.

RUNNER UP

Springing squirrel,
run and leap,
playing a game of
hide and seek.
Camouflaged in
gold-brown leaves,
finding, cracking,
nuts with ease.

RUNNER UP

Being there all the time at spring
Using there wings to fly from flower to flower
Managing the environment
Bringing back nectar to their hive
Listen to the buzz of the bee as they collect their nectar
Eco friendly to the Earth

Buzzing around to each and every flower
Escaping from the rain whenever it comes
Excellent at making honey

D oggy doggy drift off to sleep come into my lap and I’ll give you a treat.
O h doggy is that a yawn? I’ll come down and wake you just after dawn.
G osh doggy why are you still up? You haven’t done that since you were a pup.
G rass is lush, grass is green, play in it doggy, please just for me.
Y ou little doggy go play with your friends, I assure you, the fun never ends!

When God made the horse….
He gave it strength from the Rocky Mountains.
He gave it a swaying tail from cascading waterfalls.
He gave it shining eyes from the sun.
He gave it a soft, smooth coat from the clouds.
He gave it a rapid gallop from lightening.
He gave it a gentle nature from the butterfly
And he gave love and kindness from himself.

When God made a horse
He made it perfection – Of course!

As you can see
My friend Lion here,
Is riding in the Forest Breeze
he loves the Fresh air smell
and chasing tiger until dawn
so why don’t you…
come along and chase us along the lawn
we’ve been chasing all day so now
we need say bye bye
and we will play at the exact same time
with you tomorrow my friend
Lion and tiger needs their rest
and it would be helpful if you would help me
thank you friend
the glee you brought for me is a amazing..
buzzing bee

His golden tail left a trail of feathers,
Those smooth ones which twinkled,
His wings flapped gloriously,
With him, by any problem, I never felt rankled.

He suddenly surged towards me,
It wasn’t a defence, but a pretence,
His glittering eyes gazed at me,
In which I didn’t find innocence.

Yes, he isn’t obedient!
He’s my naughty little gem,
But if anybody causes harm to him,
Ahem! I will fight with them.

Nobody might be trustworthy,
But I can believe my master of tricks!
All pure when it comes to faith,
I’m proud of ‘Cole’, my Phoenix!