Apes become tortured testing for common or garden chemicals

Monkeys in chains
Mothers with child
Tortured and trapped there
Being defiled
Once they were free
In a jungle somewhere
And awful despair
But now rotten memories
And pain

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Digging for dinner

Under a blazing sunTwo lasses satDigging out roots

knowing where  they were at

The Cossid moth

grubs

big juicy souls

wriggling quietly

each having roles

of juicy expression

witchitty grubs
digging and digging

under the shrubs

 

a fine Lepidoptera
squeezed,  out of a stalk

eaten raw or baked dry

watch the soul walk

 

sort of peanut buttery with a

fishy taste

jolly bush tucker
their table be graced

 

 

carry on digging

goanna  be true
Grabbed in its burrow

and cooked how you do

squeeze out its guts

its remnants and bake

bash it to smithereens

for nobody sake

 

burnt in the embers A lizard cake

Makes a fine picnic

It’s give and take

from the sandy red soil

where the tall grasses be.

asleep in its burrow

Deep down Come  and see

 

 

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Little Saul

An amazing happening

a foal was born

Saul was his name

from its mother Torn

one  mother happy

one mother sad

her foal a still born

tbus she  felt bad

but Saul wasn’t sure

he seemingly

had two lovely mums

to love him

you see

 

All of them  sure

as to who he belonged to

Except  possibly

he had two mums

and  so both could be

Sharing their love

And  nutrition as well

what a perfect arrangement

both would Be his belle

 

of the ball

so to say

Positive thought

everyone winning

a  exceptional way

towards happiness

for little Saul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Swanning along singing their song

Ducking and diving swans of the lake
Beautiful music for all of our sake
Married to Nature these 2fine sprites
Magical beings who know their rights
They are communicants with the true fey
The damsel flies with their eyes
Set on each day
Swans of such motion
No truer devotion

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This is no way to kill a Rhino

What a complete and utter creep
An infidel who needs
Really a bloody good hiding
Whenever he succeeds
in murdering and torturing
Wild souls that he sees
Ambushes them in no uncertain terms
Which seemingly doth please
His sick mentality

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Charles Fox a wild man of nature

Charlie is a wild boy
Loves his kisses he
Sits there whilst we Pat him
It’s where he loves to be
Yes he is a wild boy
Once lived in an earth
Loves the local vixens
Because he knows their worth

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A matador got it on the chin

The matador took it on the chin
Smiles all around
A kind of grin
Grimace shriek and sinful cry
The bulls Horn pierced his Apple pie
It’s good to see the tears and pain
Of a matador that’s half insane

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Starkey says……….. And good on him…………

A man whose truth is obvious
What spitefulness we see
From the present yes men
Who you wouldn’t invite for tea
Easily bought with spectacles
And fancy frocks for friends
Tickets for pop concerts
That primarily just sends
The country into confusion

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Poor little piglet begins its tortured life

Can you look at this soul
And not feel a pang
Of tears in your gut
A baby doth hang
In a vile tortured state
At the end of each hour
A piglet destroyed
By the meat trading power
Wretched in torment
Suffering so and will end up
Being gassed
In a shivering show
🐖🐖🐷

Of

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Bovine nutrition for our human infants

Rape kidnap force feeding the young
Calves of course tortured they are the unsung
Humanity decides our babies will be
Bovine nutrition profitably
Profit one process
Margins stay high
Most make calves killedIn the blink of an eye

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We are the Gorilla’s

A Great Ape
That’s me
A Gorilla I be
Massively powerful
My family
Born in the Congo
Mountainous green
Loved by my family
Bountifully lean
Kind and creative
Essential and true
Creatively thoughtful
It’s what we do

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Street dogs in Turkey

Dragging a 🐕 down the
street
it’s just funny
In Turkey actually
The government believe
Killing stray 🐕🐩
Helps us achieve
What the gov’t wants
Street 🐈‍⬛🐕‍🦺 out of the way
Killed beaten&
broken
Erdogan’s medicine
They seemingly say &
end 2the canines
Now every day.

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800 goats

800 goats perished in a fire
Imagine the panic and really how dire
It was scorching heat utter evaporation
Of skin hair and life
an utter violation
Hearing the wretched screams
Blood boiling hot
East Yorkshire’s 800

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The great pollination 🐝🐝

A voluptuous paradise
Seething with softness
Bouquets of miracles
Rhapsodic senses
Pollen rejuvenates
Grasping each Bee
Honest and goodness
Hive activity

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A hive of activity

exotica magical blooming
🐝🐝 sense spectacular pollen extraordinary
Enters a petal led world tasting  aroma
The 🐝exerts majesty partly creation
Soft warm inviting soft flowery comfort
Buzzing with miracles hardly surprising
Fly away 🐝 2 your hive generation

 

🌺🌷🌹🥀🌼🪻

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Wild Garlic as far as the eye can see

An aroma of life spreads over our land
A generous cover we all understand
The wildness the warmth the garlic it’s here
With a sense of wild offering
That forces a tear
Out of poet and artist
Behold such a scene
A wondrous landscape
Subtle and green
Ramsons March forward

 

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Yorkshire seen through the eyes of Maureen Platts

England, land where courage reigns
A landscape of enormous wealth
The sheep they gather in the shade
Souls that r & will never fade
Under the branches the breath of life
The dry stone walls a period where
A miracle of life itself
Where living is felt&all now share
Yorkshire

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A sickness a woeful behavioural torture of cats and kittens in China

What kind of brain
Or mentality
Allows these Chinese
To torture and free
Innocent animals kittens and cats
To be basically murdered
Beaten with bats
whipped burned and pummelled
What bloody use
Are the infidels actually

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Unbearable existence 2

A disconsolate soul.
Just sitting there
Be gawped at
So aware
Wildness stolen
Camped on stone
Tears in eyes
And all alone
No mother no father
No siblings at all
Just rotten processed food

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Unbearable existence

Once I was wild and I
Lived in the forest
Alongside the river
Hunting. For fish
Eating ripe berries
Loving the life
Until I was captured
And then faced the strife
Of ending up tragically in a deep pit
Walled made of concrete
And there I did sit
The walls green with mildew

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They became fodder in their masses

A lot more died

of something else
That’s what they would

have us believe
Impacted by the governments

whose
Priority was to deceive

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Birute Galidikas

An amazing women
1 of the Leakey girls
The people of the forest
Love her,
All of her true wisdom
Her patience&her charm
A women who knows the orangutan
&has seen much harm
Dolled out via loggers& the palm oil mob
&surely in quiet moments
Has been known to sob
Aloud!

Posted in Aboriginies, activism, Emotional Poems, forest Monkeys, Forests and wild places, Indonesia, Lack of understanding, Malaysia and its People, Orangutan(Person of the forest), People I have observed | Leave a comment

More comments on the donkeys at Folly’s home of Rest

Head through the fence
Look this way and that
It’s true I am nosey
It’s just where I am at
Folly’s forever home
It’s great to be part
Of a friends house forever
Built around ❤️

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Us Stray Cats being together is our happy time

Us cats are truly lonely
That in fact is why
We all came together
To bond and really try
To love the ground we walk on
To share the breath and say
Together we are a family
And that’s the finest way
We all get by

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Tim

British garden Centres

a wealth of lovely flowers

tim  works  at his wonderful job

enjoying all the hours

nurturing the blossoms

his knowledge  and his verve

willingly helps the visitors clearly loves to serve

 

nothing is too much trouble

he helps so willingly

smiling clearly happy at each task

and you can see

the energy expounded

its magic in a way

how brilliantly enjoyable

And what  he does say

about the plants conversant

and ready just to be

a member of a lovely team

 

Of workers

 

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The donkeys serenade

Shadowing each other
When the sun is high
Accompanying each other
Up the hill we try
To emulate each other
It’s glorious to be
All of us friends together
Truthfully happily

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Death awaits the innocent

Egg them on
Profiteering
Male chicks get the knock
Useless at laying eggs
So here comes the shock
Chirping so beautifully
Sounding sublime
But it’s ground up to slurry
Their reason to rhyme
Not a poet amongst them
Just murdering scum

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The breath

The breath of the vixen

always warm always strong

in the earth of my dreams

where I felt we belong

a softness a calmness

a beautiful hue

with our cubs

we did share

life that was new

far away there was warring

hunters in gear

hounds lapping passed us

violence and tear

our thoughts were our thoughts

sublimely shared

her breath and her heart beat

an I wasn’t scared

never worried abo ut us

for here in God’s earth

a family of caring

and witnessing birth

 

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A foxy Tale

The softness and warmth
Of the ground where I lay
With Richard close by
And my dream is to stay
At the heart of it all
Wildness so rare
Loving the gentleness
And all the care

Posted in Animal Rights, Emotional Poems, folly, foxes, Grass, Loyalty, Midfulness, Minks, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

Poor shivering chicken

Unbelievable suffering
Frozen is she
Shaking like a leaf
So diabolically
Closing her eyes
You can just feel her wilt
Under the pressure
Of legitimate guilt

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