Category Archives: birds and the environment

The idiots are at it

The idiots are at it If only they could fly And were our size we could dive bomb them I know I bloody try They must think we are stupid Shooting from those hides Laying decoys about the place And … Continue reading

Shooters no where to hide

Black god and pigeon extremes From his chosen arsenal After the crows and jackdaws Who must feed They love their roosts In down town yea East Sussex Hides built decoys in place Perhaps a dead one flapping When the crows … Continue reading

Licensed to kill wild birds

This is a poem written by the corvidae About the human trash that resides in country areas Carrying guns to kill rabbits. We have self awareness And community groups too We recognise your faces And we know then what to … Continue reading

anyone can murder wild life by license

Jays,jackdaws,magpies,and carrion crows We hear we are on the hit list Natural Resources Wales But it’s happening all over The UK and it pales Under general license GL 001 2 and four apparently Now the day is done We have … Continue reading

Bird and fox killers

Natural England Has that ring About it’s name That seems to bring A consciousness into the fore But the current death toll We ignore Nearly 600 foxes died And 800 crows on the other side Slaughtered sadly alive no more … Continue reading

The old gate (the edge of the moor below Cosdon Hill)

For me “NO HUNTING” Says it all A peaty path Where shadows fall Across Dartmoor A wooden gate A dry stone wall Whose crumbled state Gives passers by A chance maybe To stop and ponder And to see And feel … Continue reading

Zimbabwe and the drought

Africa is drying up And heat is on the rise The land is like a desert Parched and is where those with eyes To see the land so desiccated Cry into their soul Elephants are falling on their knees Out … Continue reading

Fear

Unadulterated fear As far as the eyes can see The heat that’s coming at us Being felt by me An agony where all I know Is rapidly no more All the trees The birds and bees Are in an unholy … Continue reading

Wild birds

Our feathered friends Are angels of the silent wing That share their wondrous voices Such beauty they do bring And many of us fail them Our fireworks split the air Rockets fired and filings A crescendo that we share a … Continue reading

The bitch needs shooting

when we choose to live in rural parts Of the the country We need to realise we are bound to share Our spaces with the wild folk who were placed There by creation Acceptance is to be the word, and … Continue reading