Category Archives: Quoll

The hunting fraternity enjoy watching us being tortured

Stewards watch cruelty Beaming from ear to ear Happy about torture Misinterpreting the fear Negative and nasty Us animals we feel A real sense that these hunters Love death with a zeal

Posted in Alpaca’s, Animal Rights, Badgers, Cub hunting, foxes, Kangaroos, Lynx of Sweden, Magpie, Minks, MOLES, Munkjacs, Otters, Owls, Pheasant shooting, Pigs, Predation, Quoll, Rabbits, Ravens and crows, Red and fallow deers trophies, Red grouse, Red Kite, Red squirrels, reindeers, Starlings, Turkeys and Chickens, WEASELS, wild birds, Wild boars, Wild Deers, Wolves | Leave a comment

A fearful incubation

A kind of smelly melee A creation and ovation Heart beats tiny beating drums Tinier than the infants thumbs Bred for profit bought perhaps By prophets really Saps themselves No mystery here It’s Incubation That we fear

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The Tarkine

How thoughtlessly annihilate The wilderness of souls The aboriginal custodians How history controls Our very life the air we breathe The land we walk upon The Tarkiners for 40000 years They had not gone A realness and actuality An enduring … Continue reading

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Australia and the epic journeys, Emotional Poems, Environmental Poems, Forests and wild places, Mining and destruction of habitat, Mining and its consequences, Quoll, Saving the earth together Karen lee, wild birds, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend, Workers rights in way off lands | 2 Comments