Recently we have been learning about worms and the correlation with the Great Lakes region. Combining our knowledge with poetry and science together we created these poems. It wasn’t easy to work with two totally opposite things, but me managed to get it done.
by Tyler Harrison
Lurking deep under the duffs
and entrenched the depths of the
Dark Horizon called A
Marking the newly tainted and ravaged
Feasting on the fungi that clings to the roots
Wreaking havoc and corrosion to the invaded and wrongfully claimed ecosystem
Robbing the life from the other inhabitants as the blind thief in the night
lies the fiend called
by Zainab Bansfield
Crawling through the depths of soil
Trying to avoid the sun so they don’t boil
Devouring the nutrients at night
Robbing the precious life
Digging burrows as deep as 2 meters
Growing to large sizes: 15 centimeters
They are the biggest of their species
Creeping through the night dropping their feces
Don’t trust nightcrawlers
They corrupt the secret order of the forest
We Were Wrong!
by Eric Williams
a worm that is careless,
a miniscule menace,
whose practices are careless.
The forest floor has an order,
that the worms disregard
We thought they were good for us,
but we may have been wrong,
They expose the seeds
And hide under leaves
They burrow underground as deep
as their thick, slimy bodies please.
Worms ruin a plant’s roots,
Corrupt their systems.
They may be fragile and weak,
but the forest is the real victim.
by Allie Johnston
Burrowed about six feet under
Beautiful, pure, moist soil covers
Skinny but long
Five inches of intestines
Night Crawlers crawl
Hiding from the bright sun
Trying to escape the acid
The mustard mixture sinks
Going deeper below the duff layer
Burning everything in it’s path