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Gwylfa Porthceri

Ar Sadwrn gwlyb ym mis Mehefin 2012, bu aelodau ymroddedig o dîm cadwraeth WATCH Parc Porthceri yn mwynhau gweithdy ysgrifennu creadigol am yr amgylchedd gyda’r bardd Mike Church.

Mae tua 300 o grwpiau gwylio bywyd gwyllt (Wildlife Watch) ar draws y Deyrnas Unedig. Mae’r grwpiau’n annog ac yn helpu pobl ifanc i barchu a mwynhau eu hamgylchedd lleol, gwneud ffrindiau â ditectifs natur eraill a chael llawer o hwyl yn cymryd rhan mewn gweithgareddau ymarferol o bob math – o drochi eu dwylo mewn pwll i saffaris bywyd gwyllt.

Trefnir grwpiau Watch gan Arweinwyr gwirfoddol sy’n gwybod am y llefydd a’r bywyd gwyllt yn yr ardal. Maent fel rheol yn gweithio gyda’u haelodau ifainc ac arbenigwr lleol i drefnu pob math o weithgareddau bywyd gwyllt ac amgylcheddol:

• gwylio moch daear

• darganfod ystlumod

• trochi dwylo mewn pwll

• ymgyrchoedd bywyd gwyllt

• garddio bywyd gwyllt

• darganfod mân-drychfilod

• celfyddydau a chrefftau

• gemau amgylcheddol

• arolygon iechyd coed

• compostio

• crwydro coetiroedd – a llawer iawn rhagor

Caiff y cerddi a grëwyd gan y grŵp eu hanfon i’r cylchgrawn WATCH Cenedlaethol.

Cerddi:

Evil Frog

Rebecca

Into the pond

The frogling goes

To plan his tricks

The mystery flows

Watching as dog walkers pass by

Waiting ‘til the time is right

Then jumping in the reeds behind him.

The frogling watching and waiting

Finding and taking

The little black pests that buzz around our heads

Leaving the green and into the black

The frogling hops and meets a rat

The frogling looking evil

The rat looking worse

That rat moving closer

And that’s that.

The frogling is dead.

Golf Life

Mark

Trees sway to the rhythm of the wind

Leaves trembling

Birds dance across the sky, forever assembling

John moves majestically with his mower

Tending his greens

The sounds of families fill the air with love

As golf balls whistle by aiming for par

£6.40 I’ve taken today, a small fortune

Busiest day of the week so far

Golf life at Porthkerry Park.

Pond life

Mel

‘Go and look in the pond’ said Mel

Don’t fall in – you’ll have a terrible smell

Mark grabbed the fork and yanked at the weed

Rhodri caught ten tadpoles – what shall he feed?

Laura and Bethan made piles but stayed very clean

Simon wandered off – he couldn’t be seen

Rebecca got wet – but didn’t mind

Lowri looked deep – what did she find?

Fun in the pond,

Fun in the rain

Pond life

Lowri

The weeds and roots tangled and plaited together

To make a thick foresty knot

Tadpoles chasing the tips of their tails

As they dance through the murky water

Spiders, spinning, swirling, swaying and swishing on

The roof of the river

Fiery fish darting in and out of the flowing water

Weasily rodents spying through the tangled mess

Like a lion stalking it’s prey, waiting to pounce

Flowing softly the river reaches the bank

Gently drifting to a halt as it climbs the oozing mud

Extinction

Simon

When life on Earth become extinct

There will be no dropping your homework down the kitchen sink

No incy wincy spider climbing up the drain

No parents complaining about the rain

No more bullies or drug dealers or worldwide fights

No taking Mum’s chocolate cake for a few bites

No worrying about not slamming doors

Never having to do your chores

Whether disease or wars or the stars from above

When we’re extinct it’ll be quiet as a dove.

Pond Life

Jane

Go and look in the pond

All life is there

Skaters and divers

Jumpers and swimmers

Fast or slow

Striving to be the best

At what they know

To get past the winning post

In the great race of life

No gold medals to be won

Pond life just goes on and on.

Extinction

Mark

Life on Earth is great

But not without your mate

Also you need food on a plate

You make homes and places with

Comfort using slate

Sometimes you’re late

But your food got ate

Everyone’s life will

Come to an end

Which unfortunately

Can’t be mended

People can lend

But some can’t

Some things can

Bend but some

Don’t

Everyone will

Die but first

You must eat

Pie.

Life on Earth

Rhodri

Life on Earth is hard, tough, solid

Some might say

Easy, nice and calm

But the people who can’t say

Anything about Earth

Have not lived the real life.

Life is not a game

You can’t win

You can’t lose

And can’t draw

You can only enjoy it

Some could say

Life is a game

And you can

Win, lose and draw

They are the people

Who think life is

Easy, nice and calm

Go and look in the pond

Laura

Go and look in the pond

Through the murky waters

To where the tadpoles play

Amongst muddy graves

Go and look in the pond

And watch the sticklebacks cower

Behind the long-lost shoes and glasses

As a frantic puppy learns to swim

Go and look in the pond

To where the twisted weeds dance gaily

And the dragonflies leave their young

To grow as children of the deep

Go and look in the pond

At the fish and the flies

The bugs and the beetles

At the children of the watery world.