Children playing in grass. Visitors to Rye Meads RSPB reserve

WildVerse 2017 - closed

This year’s WildVerse is now closed but the judges have been hard at work reading all your amazing poems.

The results are in...

Wildverse judge and author Laura Dockrill said this year’s entries were amazing and should be highly commended, but the results are in…

Scroll below to read the Wildverse Winning poems or tune in to Fun Kids to hear them! On December 11th, 12th and 13th between 4-7pm you can hear this year’s Wildverse winning and runner up poems on-air.

Fun Kids is the UK's children's radio station. Listen on DAB Digital Radio, via the free Fun Kids mobile app, online at funkidslive.com, or just ask your smart speaker to “Play Fun Kids”.

This year's winners

Under 8’s

WINNER

The Oak Tree by Jacob, age 7

My favourite tree is an oak tree

It stands by the roadside, all alone

But when I see that oak tree

I know I’m nearly home

 

It’s rather old I think 

Its leaves have blown away

But I love that lovely oak tree

I see it everyday

 

RUNNERS-UP

The Shell by Alasdair, age 6

I saw it lying on the sand

Shining in the sun

 

A little present from the sea

A silver shell left just for me.

 

I wonder what stories it could tell

Of far off lands and sea creatures

The wonderful things it got to see

Before it came to the beach for me.

 

The Blue Sky by Caitlin, age 6

Sun in the blue sky.

Shines on high.

Feather light clouds.

Fly on by.

Grey clouds form.

They break the norm.

Rain falls heavy.

On trees and ground.

Butterfly hides from the rain.

If he gets wet he won’t fly again.

 

A Walk in the Woods by Rowan, age 7

As I walked into the woods I saw and heard

The breeze tickling the leaves.

I follow a path wild animals have made

Through the many trees.

 

Acorns fall just missing my head!

I see them hitting some fungi instead.

They cover the ground joining twigs and leaves,

I move on, away, from the old oak trees.

 

Some blue-purple berries catch the corner of my eye-

Bilberries, too late, for the dog or I to try

To my right a green woodpecker laughs HA! HA! HA!

“Come on Woof, we haven’t gone that far!”

 

I like the heather blossoming, it’s a shame it won’t last.

I walk through some fern, it tickles me as I brush past.

Rowan trees cloaked in moss like a sleeping bag. 

I find a stick for the dog which makes her tail wag.

 

On we go over a hill and a river

My foot gets wet and makes me shiver.

Holly berries, a buzzard, a mouse hole to see,

Blackberries to share for the dog and me.

 

Tormentil flowers on the upward track 

I can see now that we’re nearly back.

Collect some hazelnuts, the end is in sight,

The lovely last moments of dappled sunlight.

 

8-12’s 

WINNER

I Wonder by Izzie, age 10

You know how you can feel

That the whole world is pushing

down on you?

But there is that one place

That makes you feel special,

like no one else is there

apart from you.

My place is outside a sleepy town.

Me and Dad walking through 

A faded forest, feeling the cold wind

on our faces.

I wonder if you can picture this?

Trees, their bark a bitter black,

their leaves all shades

of red, orange and gold.

We found branches and bracken for a shelter

Cupped blackberries in our hands, 

Watching the leaves falling, 

From a great height.

In the distance, across a muddy field 

A crow was calling.

Soon it was time to go.

The wind wound round us

As we were running home.

 

RUNNERS-UP

Our Sea by Cicely, age 9

A sand licker

A toe tickler

A sandcastle knocker

A welly-boot cleaner

A plastic collector

A fish and chip maker

A rock thrower

A sealife carer

A sky’s mirror

 

Midnight in the Forest by Chioma, age 12

The wolf howled shamelessly at the stroke of midnight

At the glistening moon that hung angelically in the glittery sky

His fur rustled as the midnight breeze gradually approached his coat

And his eyes twinkled as the prestigious moonlight seeped into his eyes

All at midnight in the forest.

 

The owl sang harmoniously at the stroke of midnight

As her delicate feathers played tranquilly with the midnight breeze

Her eyes, daring and attentive, guarded the shady sky like a hawk

Whilst flying divinely through the indistinct, yet faint, clouds above her

All at midnight in the forest.

 

The fox cubs played energetically at the stroke of midnight

As their cushiony paws trampled piercingly among fragile pieces of nature

Their abundant tails tagged along ecstatically, tails as fleecy as clouds

And noses, black as ebony, captured the vague moonlight from the sparkly sky

All at midnight in the forest.

 

In the Woods by Grace, age 11

The air feels warm and close, as lifeless leaves crunch under my feet.

Melodies bird song floats into my ears and fills me with spirit.

Weary sunlight slowly glimpses through the trees,

Hiding from the wide awake world.

I can feel the uneven surface of the scrawling giants,

Reaching their arms out to me and not caring to be neat.

 

I can hear squirrels scurrying all around,

Their sharp claws shaving off chunks of bark

As they rush up the tree

Like darts being thrown at a board.

 

As I take in everything that is in front of my eyes,

I feel free and so light as if I am flying over the world.

 

The air tastes so clean and refreshing in my mouth

As I stroll around. 

Deliciously sweet blackberries explode in my mouth, 

Although some are sharp as a knife, slicing right through my tongue.

 

A carpet of leaves and mushrooms fill the woods; 

The smell is warm and fresh

But I can also smell the sap from the trees around me

As well as the pinecones that have been gnawed.

 

13 and over

WINNER

Rugged Beauty by Laura, age 16

We rolled over and over. This rugged beauty

Heather sprouting left and right.

Creating a sea of proud purple across the 

Panoramic view we made with

Our very eyes. The slate slid down the vertical

Slopes above us as we trudged along the worn out road.

Minuscule pockets of snow hid behind the pines.

Sinking into their boggy glory. Beneath the sun dews and myrtle.

The deer’s roamed ducking their antlers behind bushes

To graze upon the red grass. Below their tired hooves.

 

White clouds evacuated the scene.

Replaced by heavy grey tanks

Which sprayed the land with its 

Rich, sweet bullets.

Clean and pure the clouds descended.

Over the mountain face,

Engulfing every tree, deer and

Sprout of heather in its path,

Including our foolish car.

 

We placed our feet onto the springy bog

Bouncing as if on a bed.

We proceeded along the rigid ridge

The rain pierced our skin with its icy touch

A froglet leaped. Its satisfying plop

Into a nearby pond led me into 

A flood of joy.

The deer were fleeing.

Our loud steps upon the soft ground,

Made them scurry to shelter.

 

A furry caterpillar caught my eye.

I let it crawl upon my frostbitten hand,

And curl in-between my finger prints.

It wiggled and tickled its 

Hairs into the cracks of my hands.

I placed him beneath a leaf

To cover him from the rain.

 

The rugged beauty of Scotland.

I will always remember

Nothing will deter me

Of those memories in September

I speak only the Scottish vernacular

So I can speak to the nature

That lives there. So spectacular.

 

RUNNERS-UP

The Transient Treecreeper by Lucy, age 13

A brown feathered fairy

Flutters through the trees.

It crashes past the crocuses and swarms of flustered bees.

The silver birch is refuge,

The oak it calls its home.

And the dappled forests a sanctuary,

A haven in which to roam.

 

A little fuzzy mouse

Scurries up the tree.

It peeps into a cosy hole - 

The perfect nest-to-be.

The moss a downy lining,

The twigs a delicate bed.

And hatched eggs will breathe new life and joy,

And hungry beaks to be fed!

 

A tattered butterfly

Spirals round the tree.

Hunting down caterpillars,

Needed desperately.

This is the springtime struggle,

Nature’s annual test.

For every hungry mouth to feed

Comes parenting at its best.

 

A chirpy treecreeper

Warbles from the tree.

Echoes ring out from branches,

From treecreeper babies.

The new brown feathered fairies,

The new butterfly mice.

And for our laboured treecreeper

Rewarded by paradise.

 

Please See a Spider’s Worth by Reece, age 14

People take one look at me

And shriek and scream in fear;

It’s such a strange phenomenon

This arachnophobia.

Is it my colour? My look? My web? Oh what could it be;

To cause such worry and fright?

Why aren’t people happy to see me;

When I come into sight?

You should be really,

As I clean up all the rooms;

See my favourite summer delight is an abundance of flies

For you irritation from flies looms.

It’s then off I go to work

Up, down, round and about I go setting up my snares;

White, grey, even silver in right light;

To trap a fly unawares.

So, when you get yourself ready

To retire for the night

And only my cobwebs

But no flies in sight

Please, don’t use your duster

To destroy all my hard work

Then you’re certain to find

My presence is a perk.

In truth there’s really no need

To feel afraid of me;

I’m adding to your comfort,

Of my worth do you now see?

 

The Wild Woods by Poppy, age 13

As we’re snuggled inside,

The wind rages wild,

And the rain gusts mild

And misty.

The trees sway and creak,

Their branches dripping droplets,

Onto the sponge that is the mossy ground.

The fly agarics and penny buns,

Hiding in the nooks of trees,

A muddy stream runs,

Slugs and spiders, no butterflies or bees,

But still an idyllic spot

Whether spooky or not.

What they've won

We teamed up with Fun Kids and VQ to give you the chance to win a DAB Digital Radio, have your poem published in one of our magazines and read out by Laura Dockrill on Fun Kids.

All radio prizes are kindly donated by our friends at VQ. To learn more visit www.MyVQ.com.

WildVerse Rules, Terms and Conditions

Rules 

 

1.This competition is open to all UK residents under 18, except any employee of or person directly connected with the RSPB and their immediate family members. Proof of age may be required.

2.Applicants under 18 must get consent from their parent(s) or legal guardian(s) before entering the competition.The parent(s) or legal guardian(s) of applicants under 18 agree to the Rules and Terms and Conditions on behalf of the applicants.

3.All applicants must be amateur writers.

4.The competition is free to enter and no purchase is necessary.

5.All entries must be submitted by uploading to www.funkidslive.com/wildverse or posting your entry to WildVerse, RSPB Wildlife Explorers, The Lodge, Sandy, Bedfordshire, SG19 2DL.

Entries must include name, age and address. Please refer to the competition page for further details at www.rspb.org.uk/wildverse.

6.The RSPB must receive entries by 11.59pm on 20th October 2017. Any entry which is late, incomplete or inappropriate will be deemed invalid at the discretion of the RSPB.

7.The RSPB accepts no responsibility for any technical failure, malfunction or any other problem with any server, internet access system or otherwise which may result in any entry being lost, corrupted or not properly registered or recorded. No responsibility will be taken for damaged or lost entries.

8.The judges shall assess the entries and one winner will be selected.The judges’ decisions shall be final.No correspondence regarding the results will be entered into.

9.Three winners shall receive a digital radio and have their poem read out on Fun Kids radio. Nine runners-up will also win a digital radio. The prize will be sent to the winner by post within 28 days of the winner responding to notification from the RSPB that they have won.

10.The winner will be notified by email or telephone (using the details provided at entry) within 1 week of a decision being made and must provide a postal address to claim their prize. If a winner does not respond to the RSPB within 21 days of being notified by the RSPB, then they will forfeit their prize and a replacement winner will be selected from the other applicants.

11.The prize is non-exchangeable, non-transferable and no cash alternative is offered.

12. The RSPB reserves the right to replace the prize with an alternative prize of equal or higher value if necessary.

13. The winner's name will be published on the competition website and in Wild Times, Bird Life or Wingbeat.

14.Please note hard copy entries cannot be returned.Full copyright title remains with the author/owner of any entry.Please see the full Terms and Conditions below.

15. The RSPB reserves the right to refuse entry or to refuse to award the prize to anyone in breach of the Rules or the Terms and Conditions or the spirit of the Rules or the Terms and Conditions.

 

Terms and Conditions

 

1.By submitting an entry, you agree to be legally bound by the Rules and these Terms and Conditions.

2.Any entry must be your original work and it must not infringe the rights of third parties including copyright, trade mark, trade secrets, privacy, publicity, personal or proprietary rights.In addition, all entries must be produced legally without trespassing on any land and no wildlife or habitats should be harmed, put at risk or unduly disturbed in the process.

3.Full copyright title shall be retained by the author of any entry. By submitting any entry to the RSPB (including any text, photographs, graphics, video or audio), you agree to grant the RSPB a perpetual, royalty-free, non-exclusive, sub-licensable right and worldwide license to use, reproduce, modify, adapt, publish, translate, create derivative works from, distribute, perform, display and exercise all publicity rights with respect to your entry, and/or to incorporate your entry in other works, in any media now known or later developed for the full term of any rights that may exist in your entry, and in accordance with privacy restrictions set out in the RSPB’s Privacy Policy.

4.By submitting an entry, you agree to waive any moral rights contained in your entry. Any entry you provide shall be non-confidential.

5.By submitting an entry, you agree the RSPB may use the material for any purpose and in any way it chooses, including, but not limited to, marketing, publicity, advertising and presentations.

6.The RSPB (including its subsidiaries, agents or distributors) shall not be liable for any direct, indirect or consequential loss or damage or for any costs, claims or demands of any nature whatsoever arising directly or indirectly out of the use of your entry or any part thereof.

7.Insofar as is permitted by law, the RSPB (including its subsidiaries, agents or distributors) will not in any circumstances be responsible or liable to compensate the winner or accept any liability for any loss, damage, personal injury or death occurring as a result of taking up the prize, except where it is caused by the negligence of the RSPB, its subsidiaries, agents or distributors or that of their employees.Your statutory rights are not affected.

8.You agree to indemnify the RSPB (and its subsidiaries) against any claim from any third party for any breach of the Rules or these Terms and Conditions.

9.The RSPB reserves the right to update the Rules and these Terms and Conditions from time to time and any updated version will be effective as soon as it is published on www.rspb.org.uk/wildverse.

10.The RSPB takes your privacy very seriously; we will only use your personal information in accordance with the terms of these Terms and Conditions and the RSPB’s Privacy Policy. By submitting an entry, you confirm that you have read and agree to the terms of our Privacy Policy.

11.Any personal data submitted will be held securely and in accordance with the Data Protection Act 1998. Personal data supplied may be passed on to third party suppliers only insofar as required for fulfilment/delivery/arrangement of the prize.

12. The winner may be required to participate in publicity related to the competition which may include the publication of their name and photograph in any media.You agree that your personal data may be used for this purpose.

13. For the avoidance of doubt, by submitting your entry you warrant that all persons featured in your entry have given you their express consent for their image, voice or other details to be used and, in the case of vulnerable adults or persons under 18 years of age, you warrant that you have obtained express consent from their parent(s) or legal guardian(s).

14.This competition is governed by English law and English Courts have exclusive jurisdiction.

15.The Royal Society for the Protection of Birds (the 'RSPB') is a registered charity in England & Wales no. 207076 and in Scotland no. SC037654 whose registered address is at the Lodge, Sandy, Bedfordshire SG19 2DL