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Circadian rhythms

Circadian rhythms
Life’s gentle tempo
Synchronising innately
Internal pulse on the go
Regulating organically
As zeitgebers unlock
The ways and behaviours
Modulating the clock
That ticks through each one of us
Entraining the way
To adjust biologically
To each night and each day

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Some features of the human circadian (24-hour) biological clock

What Is A Child?

What is a child? It’s hard to say
For concepts and beliefs
Vary so much from here to there
In time span and relief

A “social actor” some may say
With ideas of their own
Or maybe childhood simply is
A construct all alone

A definition of the young
That’s made to represent
The way non-adults operate
And their development

Development that wax and wanes
With patterns that reveal
A change towards more organised
Not just the way they feel

Debated through biology
And the environment
Traced back to the great minds of old
Philosophy’s intent

And so what is a child you ask?
A question that implores
The quest to look at social traits
Genes, culture and much more

What Is A Child

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reference: Woodhead, M. (2005). ‘Children and Development’ in Oates, J. Wood, C. Grayson, A. (eds) Psychological Development and Early Childhood, Milton Keynes: Open University

The Spiderling

Today I left my egg sac with
A million new siblings
To see the world and find out more
As hatched out spiderlings

And in a cluster we amassed
On sill of window frame
To ponder what we would do next
How to explore life’s game!

Some wandered off in search of food
Whilst others stayed to grow
But I ballooned and cast my silk
To catch the wild airflow

And off I went so far away
To strange and distant shore
On breeze to live arachnid life
As spider evermore

"Gasteracantha mammosa" (G. cancrifo...

“Gasteracantha mammosa” (G. cancriformis?) spiderlings next to their egg capsule. The size of each spiderling is 1 -2 mm. Photographed on Hawai’i Big Island. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Golden Fields

Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
With ochroid flowering head

The ocean’s mass so iodic
The seed that rapes the eye
To steal the breath of those who see
The brassica out lie

Behold the golden sunshine fields
The waves of yellow spread
The verdant stalks with aurous bloom
The rape-seed oily bed

English: A field of Oil Seed Rape

English: A field of Oil Seed Rape (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Dear Spider

Dear Spider, Spider overhead
Please do not drop down on my bed
Or else I will just have to shout
And maybe get the vacuum out
For there’s no room for both of us
So please don’t stall and make a fuss
But hurry off and disappear
Saving falling down to gnaw my ear
And in my mouth, please do not creep
Go Spider dear – leave me to sleep!

 

The Dodo’s Legacy

How know you that the dodo lived
That bird now gone from earth
That strutted fields and foreign realms
And of Mauritian birth

The bird that now is so extinct
It will not tweet anew
That walked so free in time gone by
Now disappeared from view

And yet that lesson still not learnt
As animals demise
From weaponry of human greed
Consumed before our eyes

So save this ball on that we spin
Through space and galaxies
Safeguarding all endangered lives
Protect all rare species

For let our children not grow old
To only recollect
From books the pictures of wildlife
They’ll otherwise forget

And steadfastly let creeds be drawn
Save beasts to roam so free
To walk the world for we must learn
The Dodo’s legacy

Dodo reconstruction (Raphus cucullatus) reflec...

Dodo reconstruction (Raphus cucullatus) reflecting new research at Oxford University Museum of Natural History (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Humpback Whale

I rode a silver humpback whale
Across the open sea
With songs of pure delight that rang
Out loud with great beauty

With fluke that pushed us through the waves
Propelling with such might
Whilst breaching to the highest skies
And splash of sheer delight

My humpback whale swan on and on
From pole to midline sure
Accompanied with other kin
Who joined in on the tour

On migrant trip from north to south
With me set on his back
To see the warmer ocean tides
To feed; to keep on track

Such splendour and wonder inspired
Majestically he went
The humpback whale cross ocean’s grand
And me; a maid of Kent

And all the while he sang and sung
With moans, and howls and cries
Cross waters auditorium
Repeating his reprise

To herald all from far and wide
To see; behold his power
The silver humpback whale that swam
And sung for hour on hour

A Humpback whale (Megaptera novaeangliae), a m...

A Humpback whale (Megaptera novaeangliae), a member of order Cetacea (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Bosky Wood

It won’t be long til you can go
Down in the bosky wood
To see a new year sprout again
With leaves in bud; hear birds’ refrain
Imbue the spring air good

Where lambs will jump up through the air
And Daffs blow on the breeze
Where life will rise up from the ground
To herald in the season sound
From hibernation’s freeze

And there above the canopy
The sun will start to climb
Up in the sky with greater strength
With warmth kept no more at arm’s length
By hailing in springtime

The Bosky Wood

 

The Barn Owl

Hush see, the barn owl out tonight
Beneath the azure sky
Below the crescent moonlit gaze
A-soaring way up high

It searches out its nightime prey
It flies with skill and grace
The barn owl o’er the field and fen
Alight with heart shape face

With talons poised from feathered legs
It quarters wood-side track
With screech to shatter many ears
Wing wavering for attack

And yet across the darkened land
In silent eerie flight
The barn owl soars so effortlessly
A wise, majestic sight

 

Dear Mole

Dear Mole – I can see you!
What excuse did you say
You have for the damage
As you trundle your way
Right under my lawn
Leaving lumps and mole hills
What’s your onward address?
Can I send you the bills?

Can you fix up the mess?
You have left in your wake
Oh don’t look so amazed
For it’s quite a mistake
To make such a state
Of my lawn and my grass
So clear off and scarper
For it really won’t pass

No it’s really not on
To just do what you’ve done
For it looks like the lawn
Is now covered in buns
So pack up your bags
And move on please quickly
For despite your cute looks
It’s in fact felony!

So Mole, please now listen
If you leave me in peace
I’ll forgive you this once
And not call the police.
Else mole detectives
Will catch you for sure
For trespass and damage
And for breaking the law!