Category Archives: Breathing in colour

We are a lamentable destruction

Our inability to feel The others whose lives Are as real Consequently as we age Grasping straws page after page Realising that actually We have lost the plot And cannot see Or hear or feel that animals too Love each … Continue reading

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Annabelle

A hot May evening When I got back Exhausted by the ride The beautiful little maple tree Slightly to the side Of my garden where I saw A girl upon a swing Gently contemplating How clearly it did bring To … Continue reading

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Bull shit or BS

How much green grass Has the bull consumed on summer days Bewilderment personified Worthy of the praise Heaped upon digestion Strength reiterated Muscles glowing powerful It’s future elongated Born to die in abject pain Startled by the crowd A ring … Continue reading

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A hunter whose after

A hunter whose after A Fox or a Hare Or a Deer With the hounds Introducing Fear In the wildness where creatures Love where they be In an earth on the earth In the forest Freedom to range To drink … Continue reading

Posted in Avebury, birds and the environment, Breathing in colour, Crow boys and girls, Duty of care was always there, Duty of care was never there, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), wild birds, Wild boars, Wild Deers | Leave a comment

The children share a great Ray’s expression

A great sting in his tail we know But children do not see They feel the love From up above And give it so freely Shared they are spared And knowing actually there’s a need

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing in colour, Christmas Stories, Emotional Poems, Feelings, Love and respect, magick, Manta Rays, Ocean, OCEANS And water courses, philospher, Secrets within us, Unrequited Love | Leave a comment

Avebury

Avebury shines I see the signs The great stones A blue sky Moved by what is grandeur On this fact we rely Lovely to see the both of you Seekers in refrain There’s magic in the offing

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Blackpool Tower

Fluttering orange netting Possibly a bit too much Christmas beer the betting Someone was out of touch Looking up the sunlight Played havoc with their eyes It looked like the tower was burning Somewhat of a surprise The fire brigade … Continue reading

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Crow boy

His ebony garb His eye on the date He shines with a sheen Having to wait for yule all those glittery things to admire Sat up in the eaves Getting warmth from the fire

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Mornings

The mainstay of mornings Light force desiring A foal on its own Frost seemingly A curdling whisper Alone all desiring On cylinders firing It’s big eyes we see Peering through thickets A roadway it’s fearing Endearingly staring And hearing the … Continue reading

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Resounding

Absolutely See it though with someone else A best friend would be good A time of sheer perfection With respect and love it would Enhance the very joy abounding And be Classically resounding

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Wolves

Wolves are special, see through that maze They Live in packs a family phase Brave and boisterous belligerent too A king and queen together do Run and master the life all chose Success ahead I do suppose Wild and ready … Continue reading

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Breathing in colour, Environmental Poems, Fictional stories harming wildlife, Freedom and what's happening to it, Ghost Stories, Warriors from the medic circle, Wildness is our friend, Wolves | Leave a comment

Cow thinking

A lovely sky Warm damp grass Wild flowers The sweet bouquet Here I sit in paradise But soon must go away Humans want my skin and bones My flesh my milk my all A white paled fence A pretty outlook … Continue reading

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Pigged up

A captive bolt Is the result A gun to warm the brain To smother like no other To shrivel and to drain Every sodding life form Every part of good A captive bolt Is the result And just does what … Continue reading

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Archie

Archie came from Ireland Several moons ago Point to point And now retired from all of that A glow His age and his experience Being loved and cared for, He Will soon be coming To Hawthorn Hart A place where … Continue reading

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing and pollution, Breathing in colour, Horses, Macrobiotics, magick, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Horley

A crescent Moon A clearing in a tongue of land Was where At the extreme North West Of Oxfordshire on Warwickshire’s border share On 8.27 acres Of level paddock land Slightly acidic based rich soil On clay I understand At … Continue reading

Posted in Activism in art, Breathing in colour, energy(developing new ideas), Ethereal Poems, Faery, Flowers, Love and respect, magick, Moon, Rituals, Secrets within us, The crafte, The fae, The Sabbats and the old craft, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wildness is our friend, womens issues | Leave a comment

Shelter from the coming storm

To be sheltered from the tumultuous storm Innocently bare The roof that had been sweet cover The family home we share A consequence of ugliness Bare foot in the dark Shivering yet soulful In your heart it made its mark … Continue reading

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Marbling among mermaids

A Neptunian embrace mermaids adopt Sleep can be deeper interference stopped Shell like persuasion a decorative way Of improving the sleep pattern every day With chilling affect a desirable mode More than a patterning A sort of code of ethics … Continue reading

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Doctor I am in pain

I went to see the Doctor Ten minutes on the clock She proved to me she has a watch And I am one of her flock We want your blood 4 vials or more It’s thinners that we need Why … Continue reading

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Infertility

Women are suffering Inadvertently The diet of many So destructively Their fallopian tubes Clogged up with fat Cholesterol and mucus That’s where it’s all at Conception is ruined I conclude it was mean’t Hamburgers and tuna The eggs that we … Continue reading

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Transgenic

The mice have been altered Gene-designed friends Biotech arrogance No one defends Two Rhesus Monkeys Cloned embryo cells Monsanto was present The new Witch like spells Identical embryo’s Cattle soon will Be cloned each one exactly A shivering chill Goats … Continue reading

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Cows know

It’s not all grass It’s wild herbs too I forage wildly Why don’t you Knowledge filed away In me If I feel off colour Then I can be Self medicating

Posted in Animals I have met in the veterinary, Breathing in colour, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Forests and wild places | Leave a comment

Socrates

Socrates a man of thoughts A mindfulness he clearly sports A strong belief a sound regard A wordsmith akin to a bard On hills he stands delivering Poignant narratives that just bring The hackles on one’s neck alive In truth … Continue reading

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Tree lined

A tasteful construct That seemingly sucked Graced with the waste On which some food we taste A hollow perhaps At the sight of the sap From the tree’s heart Did lap The cry of the bough With the silence of … Continue reading

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Performing in the park

An 85 year old lady A performer Had a marionette of herself Dancing in the park Clearly attracting attention From inquisitive passers by She was feeding a squirrel That’s no word of a lie Despite her age her dexterity In … Continue reading

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Wild floral landscapes

The heavenly artist’s Myriad colours A consequence of gifts beyond The bee’s the birds the wilder mammals A presentation of which i am fond The seasons music charmed and lovely Generational artistry Such a wondrous compilation Adding to the history

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August lavender

A state of expectation Bee’s wings a buzzing away The flowers have lost most of their pollen But the laggards are there still Every day The scent and the sweet colouration The infinite buzz near your ear They clearly have … Continue reading

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Bummer summer

Staring sideways into summer Such a bummer cold and rain Beaches bare no deck chairs standing Gift shops closed Geo engineering Staring upwards clouds so soggy Drenched in cadmium and more Lines of alabaster progress Who know where it leads … Continue reading

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Chicky little

When we see thee Easter springs to mind Chocolate Eggs And Child Labour Burkino Faso And Mali We hear tweeting birds Waddling woolies Conveyor belt Serious chirping Sudden falls Into a blood soaked bag For being seen as male

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Tonight

Tonight an azure sky The sun has a smile on its face I would say The coppery leaves glisten The cherry pea green coloured leaves drooping Some kind of dirge The day has been blustery north winds were blowing Sea … Continue reading

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Taiji

History guides them Ancestral journeys Across the oceans To lowly Taiji A Japanese story With so little glory More gory than glory About such a story Pods of them playing Some of them praying The Japanese slaying Some of them … Continue reading

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