Category Archives: Forests and wild places

Wild Hunters

That kindly disposition That amiability A family with such closeness With wild ability Responsiveness and caring Chivalrous both be The great Mother behind them Overflowing empathy Up against pure cussedness The spitefulness of man Who calls himself a hunter Making … Continue reading

Thanks Karen

To walk lightly in the forest Through the landscape that we share All those natural forces And of the wild folk that live there The geographical energies The magnetic spirit too The wells the streams Our collective dreams It’s what … 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

Characterless scumbags

characterless scumbags Fox chasing knobs Pitiless scroungers Merciless bounders Risen in station Their new found salvation guilty as sin And transgression that Skin Over many margins For censured they be Shameful and blushing So obdurate thee Make no excuses For … Continue reading

If Massachusetts can do it so can the world

The reasoning power of many And the consciousness of some The inner child whose spirit Who perhaps may put their thumb Directly onto a problem With hindsight probably May browse for hours And smell the flowers Before commenting thoughtfully Distracted … Continue reading

Norway’s shame

The circle of the spirit And the magic of each day Understanding Nature It really is a way Of transforming one’s existence Of generating soul Of creating true enlightenment By being in control The reed that gives the life force … Continue reading

Wild

The wilderness in Winter To realise it’s way Enduring and perpetual every single day Subsisting as so many do Within the confines there Where winter casts its shadows And causes some despair A canvas blank and snowy white With silhouettes … Continue reading

Yule at the ancient henge

We are witness to the ancientness That encompasses the soul The unique hues of Autumns past Just memories that roll Forward like the passing clouds Less colourful its true A mantle of slate grey above For Winters here and we … Continue reading

Thomas Alexander HUNTER ARKANSAS

The shock and surprise Now before his eyes The Deer he had shot At, It lay Quietly remembering Much better times Til he came to gloat On that day He had pumped shots Into me, I was ailing A deer … Continue reading

Orangutan

Inherited characteristics That mindful chemistry The Orangutan its innermost True heredity Are Doomed it seems For it happens that Palm oil is the way Plantations are more lucrative That is what they say Allowed the space Allowed the run To … Continue reading