Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft

The sky above us all

Posted on December 8, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The sky that wondrous lid atop our world It’s always been There in all its glory Colourful a scene Of billowing clouds And myriad colours So comforting it be A star filled escarpment Bounded in a starlit galaxy The sun … Continue reading →

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Stone Henge

Posted on November 29, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It’s a travesty It’s a nonsense These Conservatives by name Tunnels and Perishing earth upheavals The A303 to blame Congestion people gazing Slowing traffic down So let’s move Stone Henge Or cover it up In mud and earth let’s drown … Continue reading →

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Stone Henge

Posted on November 28, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The ignorance&arrogance Be4 our 👀this day setting out 2damage Stone Henge finding a way Of delving back in history The irreverence we c Talk of tunnels &ground works Such contemptibility It’s idiocy personified It really makes no sense Let’s Use … Continue reading →

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Hawthorn Hart

Posted on November 1, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A babbling Brook In our privacy We Took ritual to task Deliberately A wild stretch of greenery Dotted in flower Where horses stand peacefully Their chance to devour The freshness of Autumn Each cooling desire Look over yonder Our beautiful … Continue reading →

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Samhain

Posted on November 1, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It be 3.00 am And awake I be Samhains shadows Delightedly Turn forests into light filled places Deers and foxes show their faces Portals to a distant view A thinning veil Stands good and true A secret sense A soulful … Continue reading →

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Pumpkin head

Posted on October 31, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Pumpkin head Tattoo thighs Samhain indeed Witchery admirably Poets concede The insight the empathy Rolled into one A mirage of certainty Beautifully done Rhapsodical ancestry The essence of time Fanciful dreams As the wizard doth climb In through a portal … Continue reading →

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The pumpkin phenomena

Posted on October 27, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It all goes back to years ago A folk tale so I’m told Some bloke who carried a carved out turnip With glowing coals of old Wandering in the afterlife The jack o lantern came Stingy jack Who tricked the … Continue reading →

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Witches and the moon

Posted on October 22, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The moons eye looks upon us And all of herstory Venus all those goddesses Who still walk too and fro This weekend I met two of them Witches of the soul A juggler of words I be How I love … Continue reading →

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Thoughts of samhain

Posted on October 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A confirming ritual In darkness we tread Samhain is raging A feast with the dead A believers baptism An auction of grace Solemnists encounter The whitest of face The rusty lock shudders A solitary Photographer comes forth Out of true … Continue reading →

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Hawthorns

Posted on October 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Seven hundred years Imagine that will you From a seed to the sky Up above A massive life energy Sprung ever upwards A boundary marker A foundation of love An eco system interface Drawing spirited soul Sharp thorns protecting A … Continue reading →

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More of Yarrow or Millfoil

Posted on October 19, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Millfoil or 1000 leaf Commonly grown about One of the medicinal herbs With a curative clout In ditches fields and lanes Canals and dabbling brooks Mythology I’ve read about it In a lot of books Achilles son of Peleus A … Continue reading →

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Hawthorn Hart

Posted on October 9, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The pink of the sky And the blue of the dew The fence posts erected The excitement feels true Horley smiles outwardly It’s therapy A transfiguration For people to see Ritual so private It’s wonders we feel Enchantment and witchery … Continue reading →

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Which Witch

Posted on October 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Ritual and riches The magic of desire Forestry divided The ability where fire Fills our hearts with wishes With the chill of true desire A certain madness in the air Of which no witch shall tire

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Horley

Posted on October 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

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 →

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St Peter’s church Yew

Posted on October 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

This marvellous yew Majestically Stands upon a mound At the junction of Castle street And the High street On a chalky ground It may have been Planted, so I gather Around the death of one John Moore who died in … Continue reading →

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Christian eaters

Posted on September 24, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It be ignorance It be arrogance A thoughtless state Disrespectful of Love and care Of purest life That we all may share

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A frightener from the sky

Posted on August 22, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The grim reaper drone If you be alone In a forested area Or wooded vale It comes from the sky If your wondering why I A frightening presence To sail Down through the tree tops Perhaps with a roar Leaving … Continue reading →

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Fire and friends

Posted on August 22, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A barrel of laughs A barrel of fire The night spells cometh Higher and higher Feel the soft winds The starlit sky We can hear the sea And it makes us cry Not due to sadness Not any more Just … Continue reading →

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Tree lined

Posted on August 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

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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Druidic leanings

Posted on August 18, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Ah countenanced as a druid Poet Long grey beard and wrinkled brow Slow of gait but rich of wondering Eternity is really how Countless words unfathomable meanings Thankfully good eyes to see Every facet of the journey That has become … Continue reading →

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Golden chanterelles

Posted on August 15, 2023 by Rex Tyler

They adore the mossy areas And love a squall of rain Followed by three days of sunshine From it they do gain The life force of each moment And under Douglas Fir And sometimes Oak they spring to life Their … Continue reading →

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Lammas Time

Posted on July 28, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Falling over at the end Alongside hopefully your best friend The golden liquor does for you What ritual does for all The world is spinning round and round Pulling corn out of the ground Feeling lost and never found Lammas … Continue reading →

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Eucalyptus (blue gum tree)

Posted on July 26, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Cyanide wizardry Gender of femininity The planet Moon Element Water Power to heal to protect to be A waxy patina It’s a hardwood tree Makes a fine wind break In Greek EU Means good or well And Kalyptos to Means … Continue reading →

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Hemlock the poisonous one

Posted on July 11, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Hemlock gender feminine Planet Saturn she Element is Water and Her deity Is Hecate believe it or not Empowered swords long ago Beefs up Astral Projection That’s if you didn’t know Other names like Spotted hemlock,spotted corobane and Water Parsley,Musquash … Continue reading →

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Rue (Ruta Graveolens)

Posted on July 5, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A number of names Like Herb of Grace mother of the herbs A masculine soul Planet is Mars energy Fire deity Diana and Aradia A role Healing and health Love and mental powers Leaves on your forehead For several hours … Continue reading →

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Lemon magic

Posted on July 5, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Gender Feminine Planet Moon Element Water Powers of Love Mixed with water Used to wash amulets And magical things If second hand when bought Cleansed of negative energies In bath water is sought At full moon for purification It’s power … Continue reading →

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Artemis or Mugwort

Posted on June 28, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It’s other name is Mugwort Feminine it be Planet Venus Element Earth And it’s Deity Artemis and Diana Strength and Psychic Powers Put some in your shoes on walks Of many many hours And near one’s bed astral projection Could … Continue reading →

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Hypericum St John’s wort

Posted on June 25, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It’s gender is masculine It’s planet the Sun Element Fire When the day is done Deity Balfour The rest you know Wards off fevers and colds Hung by a window Protects against lightening The evil the wrong Burned to keep … Continue reading →

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Hyssop

Posted on June 25, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A masculine plant Planet Jupiter It’s energy is fire Purification and protection It’s qualities are higher Use in baths and sachets Infused hung up to dry Purging negativity Really that is why Grows wild in the Mediterranean On old walls … Continue reading →

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“Prayer to the sun”

Posted on June 23, 2023 by Rex Tyler

In Bibury we admitted and accepted The solstice prayer Repeated it three times The three of us would share “That the sun is high above us” Shine down upon the land and sea Making everything grow and bloom Great and … Continue reading →

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