Author Archives: Rex Tyler

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.

Avebury

At Avebury We see miracles Centuries of grace And favour there to savour And absorb the truest face Of history and magic Of so much that’s sublime An arch of mist as marvellous As the gentle march of time

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Beauty from dead animals never in a million years

Beeswax and honey Carmine cochineal Collagen gelatine Guanine it’s real Lanolin oestrogen Shellac squalene Tallow say hallo It all feels obscene Skincare and make up Shampoo and shower gel Cochineal insects Straight out of hell Protein from animals Obviously dead … Continue reading

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“Tish”

Glastonbury a mecca For the witches and the fae King Arthur The white Spring The Chalice Gardens The lines of Ley The Tor St Michael’s Tower The Goddess and the Green man A lady working in that shop Called Tish … Continue reading

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At night the TOR

We hear the wind We c the stars We have our eyes We b The curtain of night Our heart beat slight Walking silently On Fallen leaves Watching our breath take flight St Michael’s Tower in darkness Atop the ancient … Continue reading

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Wiltshire Saboteurs

The courage and the commitment Of the true blue saboteur Who take on the vile hunters And Whatever might occur That fight to safeguard foxes Wild souls who can be Tortured and run off their land And murdered viciously

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Saturday night

We’ve been warned That it’s warmer But likely to be Wetter and windier Floods we might see Tonight as I lie In my bed I can hear The roar of the wind I imagine the fear In the hearts of … Continue reading

Posted in Activism in art, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wildness is our friend, Winter, Yule | Leave a comment

Folly’s farm of rest for donkeys

The golden leaves of winter Sunlight in my face The slowing down of the cars outside Winter drops the pace It’s wet it’s muddy it’s frosty A new year not too long It’s good it isn’t snowing And I know … Continue reading

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Skateboard tortoise

With speed you can in fact compete Said the tortoise Succeed not the name of the game At least get respect And possibly elect To feel better which isn’t the same Argument to the cat

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9th december

A tumultuous sky A layering blue It’s as if there is fire It feels colder too Fancy being a wild deer Who looks At the sky a wandering view As jack with his frost Is earnestly Decking the tree tops … Continue reading

Posted in Ashridge, Berkhamsted, birds and the environment, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, Lambs and Sheep, Wild Deers, Winter, womens issues | Leave a comment

Fracking

They have no care 4people living there 4 their water or 4their health It’s money they r after & there’s nobody dafter Than corps plying 4wealth Frackers should frack On their home land Ruin their monetary wealth Not harm the … Continue reading

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Willow bark

Willow bark Good for pain My poor feet can hurt It’s plain Chewing bark Relieves for me Which is a natural remedy

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David

A thoughtful caring creative man So fortunate I be To have met him In his charming house In deepest Glastonbury A teacher with a splendid brain A true mentality Equipped with understanding And a benevolence that be Remembered he is … Continue reading

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A sea of chickens

The stench of ammonia Fills up the air The acidic urine Burns skin the despair Of real overcrowding We stand when we shit And you will be eating is We are not fit To be granted this pleasure Not any … Continue reading

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Tiger Tiger

Tiger Tiger hear our plea Someone somewhere set us free From all these selfies Drugged up days Honest folks there is no praise We are wild souls We need to Be released not look at you Ethics has no real … Continue reading

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Chicken hearted

Imagine her thoughts She’s a hen which means she Will lay eggs She needs babies They make her happy But humans eat her eggs And thus she may find She dies without having Children Her mind broken and so saddened

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Surfing with dolphins

High rollers and dolphins Freedom to choose A watershed moment No time to loose The thrash of the great waves The great meditation And shifting Relocation

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A male chick

Arn’t I lucky I’ve been born Into a vegan family Dawn Has come for me Life will go on I won’t be minced up Or thrown upon A heap with others It’s so good More vegan families Please

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The chicks lament

The few minutes of pleasure Is being bred to lay Eggs each day of our sad lives As males we have to pay Our lives are just worth nothing We are rendered or suffocated Thats the be and end all … Continue reading

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Frozen

Frozen on the railing Unable to fly A response from a warm hand No one can deny A lovely heart Made the difference And the bird able To fly away We witness the loving heart On that icy day

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Starlight starlings

‘Breathtaking’ starling murmuration captured in Italy youtube.com/shorts/FlbWQhl… via @YouTube murmurings from starling hordes Amazing joyous forms Bliss is surely reckoned The coldest heart it warms To see the uniformity Collated in the sky Every soul in unison The evidence on … Continue reading

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Glastonbury in December

Decembers light On a cold frosty morn A crescent moon winks Seemingly Dawn Comes with a brilliance Exciting each hue The Tor looks resplendent In this early view The camera reclaims The beauty that’s there St Michael’s tower That we … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

A look of all most Eastern realms Below St Michael’s Tower Rainswept aura sky and flora Mellowing on the hour The levels like great mirrors Reflecting the big sky Glastonbury’s auric clouds A protection from on high

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The sky above us all

The sky that wondrous lid atop our world It’s always been There in all its glory Colourful a scene Of billowing clouds And myriad colours So comforting it be A star filled escarpment Bounded in a starlit galaxy The sun … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, activism, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, Haarp and weather moidification, Skies, Skyscapes, The greatest disease of all arrogance coupled with the ignorance of life, The Sabbats and the old craft, Water and chemicalisation of it, Weather modification, Wifi and microwaves, womens issues | Leave a comment

Sooty at Folly’s

In the Winter Sunlight Fallen leaves under my feet Yes a frosty halo At Folly’s it’s a great retreat Knowing we are loved here Brothers and sisters who Are one great big family That Dear friends is true

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Pheasant shooting

Those vandal pheasant shooters If you could only recreate Such a beautiful specimen But all you do is annhilate Despoilers of creation Toxic lead you fire about Destruction is your mean salvation I have little doubt Wildness and the weakness … Continue reading

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341275 police women

She was in Prague She had blue eyes And a smile A police women Standing in file Working A beauty In her own right The camera picked her Out In the morning light

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Life’s experiment glyphosate

Life’s experiment Where death is Promised out there in the big wide world Murder plants and greenery Trees and all sorts where it’s hurled The vile chemical powder stuff Perpetuity I have heard enough Endless time infinity Never ending eternity … Continue reading

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Benjamin

Tragically Benjamin Passed recently A Wordsmith and Poet He tasked brilliantly His art and his skills Highly acclaimed Responsively He With stanzas in rhyme A real troubadour With a clear paradigm For bringing to the fore The prosaic and more … Continue reading

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Hinds

A living creature against the sky To a hunting man they have to die Venison, wanted for yule And in the forest it’s men who rule They think it’s them but reality Thinks absolutely differently I be a poet for … Continue reading

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To the woods

Above my header The woods are there Armies of trees And awkward glare Foxes in earths Badgers in setts Deers in the thickets Squirrels there A wild wild place Where beasts agree Vile and horrible malignancy The hunters Spiteful, baleful … Continue reading

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