Author Archives: Rex Tyler

April jasmine an opera played out in silence

Jasmine green A ballerina Emerging from the stem Pirouette’s whose golden fingers Hold a future gem A starlit curl of blossom A scent to captivate Wind and rain and gentleness Resulting from the wait The honest truth abundantly As myriad … Continue reading

Bullhooks and elephants

the illogicality Of an elephant so strong With a certainty and reasoning Of where it does belong It has a share on instinct And memory of pain Its misreckoning though to use A bull hook Imagining you could gain Really … Continue reading

Sir Roger Scruton and Brexit

The power of sight The power of thought An ethical devide In the National Interest Conviction doesnt slide He talks of trust and belonging His feature of debate It is wholly precious What Common Law does state It has always … Continue reading

Scottish salmon STINKS

The stench of farming arrogance Drifts across the sky Farmers in the Aqua business Let too many die They are arrogant beyond their means And ignorant as well Its all about the balance sheet And really how the hell They … Continue reading

Creative genius

The whole equilibrium And soundness of mind A total fluency Being resigned To what is true nature Unembellished and real The unlaboured willingness Of waters that spill And a sculpting genius With Driftwood and glass What has been fashioned By … Continue reading

Luckybay it is not, not with tourists around

Killing them with kindness It’s a misnomer there It’s killing hurting them with ignorance And they have loads to spare Selfies by the barbie With wildness we can see Lucky bay is unlucky for the ROOS If you ask me … Continue reading


The truth hurts When repeated To the world outside our door The Equadorian embassy Clearly they were sure And spying clearly seemingly Took on a different hue This time it was Assange Who they were keen to view All his … Continue reading


47 years of age White haired, bearded Hard to gauge The Ecuadorian Embassy And the weight of the constabulary All those coppers One frail man And really how it all began Human rights ENGLAND can feel Its more EU And … Continue reading

an investigation into the Secret lives of MOLES

“loves labour lost” The wayward mole A solitary soul A subterranean warrior Who really owns his role A tunneller supremo In the nether regions he Its the sesamoid bone That works his wrist So very significantly Assists his digging prowess … Continue reading

The Patriot

Entrenched up to our eyeballs In remoaning rectitude The recalcitrant the unenlightened Arrogant of brood The greatest referendum To hit our inglorious shores In or out of the EU And to massive applause We knew of the New World Order … Continue reading