The night sky and beyond

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I am so on my own
In my cool mountain nest
Overlooking the moelwyns
Pitching with zest
Whose skirt of dark crimson
And great mists of grey
Look out down the valley
Below them today
History taught us
An emerald cloak
Resisting beyond all else
A wispy soak
The cry of the windswept
The gulls honoured scream
Boundless extending
More so than would seem

Histories trajectory
Solemnly sighs
The rooftops hang fire
Where mist covered skies
Evolve in their blissful and awkward acclaim
It’s the spirits of yesteryear
That knowingly name.

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Julia butterfly Hill

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Ever walked into a forest

of the giant redwood trees

stood and cranked one’s neck  to stare

upwards high into the air

180 feet it goes

Into  clouds  utter shrouds

1000 years it’s fought it’s way

out of the earth

yes all that way

 

 

The Pacific  Lunber Company

decided they would log

all these years of history

Luna  would

join the bog

that was until  Young  Julia

with guts and courage who decided she

would climb the tree 180;feet

and sit

Sitting there  she’d be

 

 

imagine it the guts it took

The courage and the pain

180 feet into the clouds

she took the strain

the winds the rain  the isolation
two bloody years she stayed

threatened  by this corporate crowd

 

most would have gone insane

 

the courage and commitment

all her natural reserves

She  fought off storms  apparent

despite her weakening nerves

she sat it out remarkably

despite

the Lumber crowd

very little shelter

resolute and proud

 

she had no running water

no bathroom, stuck on high

up there where even the birds

preferred not to fly

despite the remonstration of loggers

down below

she fought off their resentment

and won the case you know

 

luna the tree was saved by her

a lassie built on grit

90mph winds  on a platform

she did sit

 

we never can forget her

She the

the bravest stare

all that time she sat it out

up there in the air.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The River is nigh

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It came upon a Winters Day

perhaps from whom it came

who knows

the River  Cherwell flowing by

and on the banks

those seeing

Cry

maybe it’s a corporate sin

fly tipping

 

its the biggest bin

of shit plastic industrial

sighting the contempt of it

and scum

curling lips and snarling breath

the despicable the meanest

an imminent death.

with  the quietest hum

 

 

 

 

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Who said murder

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A murder in the vicinity
A lot of caring birds
Looking at the evidence
It’s the humans lost for words

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A real man. There are some about

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Man Risks life to help deer youtube.com/shorts/yYTZK3H… via @YouTube
Courage clearly seen here
A deer tied up in knots
A man with guts apparent
Brave this man has lots
He cares not with a bloody gun
His own life in the mix
Quietly saves the wild Deer

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Going to tell you a story about three bears

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Great some people have no idea
What great means
Three dead bears
They were living earlier
Probably said their prayers
Until this bunch of rough necks
Armed with shot came by
Very little tween their ears
And three bears had to die
Did they care about their families
Their environment no way
Three arse oles known as hunters
Burst on the scene some  say

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A Hermes Bag. 🐘🦣🐘🦣🐘🦣🐘🦣🐘🐏…

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I magine killing elephants
Beautiful handsome souls
Gunning them down to use their skin
To make our bags
The goals

we score in a rich tapestry
Of wildness to the fore
Murdering young Tuskers
All that blood and gore
Hermes bags  dripping with blood
Which the  management ignore

who’d shop at their store

 

not me for certain !!

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Love

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Love is the richest quality
Anyone can feel
Light headed floating in the clouds
It has such sweet appeal
Bubbling in one’s bloodstream
Reaching to the brain
Love is like a tidal wave
With everything to gain

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They tied our heads together

Posted on November 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Heads tied together imagine the
pain
Emotionally speaking Sheep
Their disdain for their keepers
The farmers
The rotten embalmers
Heartless soulless
Miserable rotters
Let’s knock their heads together
Help them see sense

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Snowdon

Posted on November 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

These mountains have so much to offer to those
Who wander the paths inspiration just throws
Souls into believing the age old scene
We share as we wander to hillocks as green
Its so mesmerising the freedom one feels
The special awareness that truly reveals
Ancestral glimpses magical sights
Being up there observing
The myriad heights
Deep lakes and valleys

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Peter Green

Posted on November 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Peter Green – Albatros youtu.be/3oSlZMe2WIo?si… via @YouTube
Here was a genius
Musically
Great compositions
And consistently
Brought conceptual sounds
Into welcoming ears
A masterful stroke

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The Moelwyns

Posted on November 22, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I can never strut my stuff up there

but from my home I see

a massive mountainous gifted soul

that for an eternity

 

has been there beaming outwards

a mighty beast of rock

festooned with paths and waterfalls

and black bogs sets to knock

The stuffing out of climbers

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Animals sense everything at base level

Posted on November 22, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A crack of the whip
The scream of a man
They can sense danger
Just cos they can
Evil and violence
It’s what’s they get
Beaten and tortured
In humanities debt

Posted in A day in the life, animals used for food, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Corporate Giants, Disrespect of female animals, Duty of care was never there | Leave a comment

No one saved my bacon

Posted on November 22, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Imagine being a mother
As knackered as could be
Lots of piglets at you
Gulping hungrily
Laying in a shitty sty
Aching like the hell
Shitting where you are laying
Indeed an awful smell
The farmer is a violent sod
He kicks you when he can
You are covered in bruises
This is how life began
Horror from the first moment
Every flipping day
And when the farmer chooses
To kill you it’s the
way
A bullet in your fanny
It’s just too much to pay
Just so you lot can eat bacon
With chips and sauce

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A wandering druid

Posted on November 22, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A voice from your past
May leave you aghast
It’s Rex now living away
In the high mountains
Where llamas and pan pipes
Are shared by him yes night and day
He doesn’t get a chance to
Visit
Rollrights or stone Henge for he
Is mostly now closer to volcanoes
Happy though relatively.

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Tears

Posted on November 22, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Emotions bring tears
To a true heart felt moment
Whatever it be
It’s a personal trait
It’s never a weakness
Just poetical justice

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Bois Bontnewydd

Posted on November 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Not just any local business
a brilliant firm that will

honour its undertakings

 

its pioneering skill

will take on and will tackle

artistry in stone

engaging in true craftsmanship

thats heartfelt as they have shown

in walls and steps that they undertake

with mindfulness and care

tireless in their expertise

and wonderfully aware

active art embellished

with time honoured skills it’s true

heroic in the scheme of things

There that’s been my view

 

a harmony of consciousness

a partnership that’s strong

a talented local family

tasked with true aplomb

 

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It’s always out there

Posted on November 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Moelwyn Bach – your first mountain? youtu.be/HUp4EDo9g1w?si… via @YouTube
I see it every day
It’s beauty on display
A magical array
It is there to stay
Colourful and rare
It’s waterfalls we share
It’s picture postcard scene

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Miss Mist

Posted on November 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I can’t resist
The ennobled mist
It’s magical embrace
The forest trees
Have lost their
leaves
And I remember your sweet face

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Friday 21st

Posted on November 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Its not yet 5.00 pm

the blue sky of today

that is now a dark blue

this is Nature’s way

of showing us winter

and frost of yesterday

that just about melted

and now it will pay

as it sits getting colder

all over again

the thrill of the sun

an enlightened refrain

the truest resilience

in situ it sits

as the ice comes to conquer

with irs Wintry bits

 

to cut into the marrow

to seer with the hoar

crystals of real frost

One best not ignore

Dewi stands out there

his neighbourly skill

giant stones apparently

a new step will

Be so much easier

for me to climb

to reach up to the sky

in the  passage of time

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You have a name it’s mulesing caused by your live lamb cutting

Posted on November 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

GAP Michael Kors  Super dry  H&M. Hugo Boss

and fashion houses using wool

Our detriment and defilement

brought about by you

the ignorant and arrogant

who do not have a clue

 

you neglect us

 

You cause us trauma

And lesions,  that are so sore

and it’s all to do with our pure wool

and our pain you just ignore

all around  our tail area and

our genitals as well

And then running sores

wounded , we are wounded

it’s just hell.

 

In sanity and cruelty

we are the worst for wear

mauled and bloody savaged

By those who do not care

i mean what we are going through

festering by the day

exuding pus and maggots

As we slowly rot away

 

live lamb cutting is evil

unhygienic  too

dysfunctional it’s true

we sob and cry

we bleed some die

infectivity

and because you demand profit

we suffer  unbelievably.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Moelwynion

Posted on November 19, 2025 by Rex Tyler

the  mountain ermine coated

white as white can be

Over night the snow has fallen

it looks beautifully

serene

a soft embrace

embellishing the scene

An amazing stillness

with the bushes outside green

vivid crisp and verdant

no snow here today

Dolgellau  looks resplendent

in a wintry sort of way.

 

 

 

 

 

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Other Worldly Beings

Posted on November 18, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Ofcourse they a real
And they really feel
The external lives around
With fewer of them
Like a kind of gem
They sparkle so I have found
Innate wealth created
Invisibility
The woods
Become their haven
In the midst of time
They be

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I love the corvidae

Posted on November 18, 2025 by Rex Tyler

There is nothing equal to a crow
Intelligence is as we know
Brilliant put
Purposeful and great
In so many ways they can create
Some speak some sing
They do anything
I love the corvidae

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Every cow on the farm

Posted on November 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

This is a sensitive female
A mother and she
Has been raped suffered kidnap
And her babies they be
Murdered for veal
So your pies are complete
For ice cream for cheese
And continued conceit

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Piglets and pork

Posted on November 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Torturing piglets
Where the pork trade is rife
Break their teeth
The pain and the strife
Removing their testicles
Removing their tails
Without painkillers
They ought be in jails
Having it done to them
So meat eaters can
Chew on their dead flesh
Or open a can

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Dewi

Posted on November 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

To apply oneself

to a task in hand

on a Wintry day

is to understand

an unremitting and exhausting

day

both a  burdening and exhausting

way

 

demolish some steps

in a garden site

replace with dry stone

and hand rail

at a height

of painstaking labour

to apply his skill

clad in heavy oil skin

His  true treadmill

 

moving heaven and earth

in the icy rain

all his true endeavours

none in vain

creating from what

had been built before

into perfection

and what is more

it was carried out

in a heartfelt way

with might and main

he saved my day

 

he cared enough

Despite the pain  put into the task

in the pouring rain

A neighbourly friend

on a higher plain

Spadework  and legwork

again and again

 

sweat and tears

a fearsome chore

and he never stopped

he, from next door

 

I am disabled

old and grey

Dewi is special in every way

Uphill and hard fought

He can allay

tedium, he just carries on through

the promise made

he is good and true

 

willing and ready

to see stuff through

an action man in reality

a crusader in fact

in his wish to be

a dry stone waller

a skill set He

carries out

extraordinarily

 

innovative labour

valiant and true

Leaving no stone un turned

his groundwork in view

great preparation

Qualified He

keyed up and psyched up

and now purposefully

 

delivered the goods

in his artistic way

an object of beauty

Happened today

 

handrails to aid me

Exceptional skill

well prepared and practised

And with his will

and endeavour to please

All done in a morning

With consummate ease

 

safety was key

in his minds eye today

What had seemed a hazard

had been brushed away

awake and willing

to help me

today

and now I have a garden

i can reach

and a way

 

to make

The landscaping

better by far

in my little world

Dewi Thomas is a  Star

He supports

he protects

a benevolent soul

he walks his talk

he is in control

astounds with his skill set

His noteworthy design

peerless and eminent

this Dear  friend of mine

 

Dewi Thomas   Master  Dry Waller and all around

angel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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All Sab’s are hero’s

Posted on November 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

NDHunt Sabs built with grit
And courage all the way
Up against the frightful cowards
Young stags their wish to slay
Chasing torturing babies
That’s what they are doing
And they wouldn’t be out there
If I had my way

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Farmers

Posted on November 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Torturers teaching torturers
That’s the mindset here
Not a smidgeon of empathy
Or compassion
Or of fear
Openly they answer
By telling us that they
Get the cow whose suffering
To move out of the way

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The cantankerous insensitive or fox hunters as they prefer to be called

Posted on November 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

He smacked a horse in the head he does
A bloody thug he gets a buzz
Threatening an innocent soul
Ensuring he is in control
A hunting man
Clad in his gear
After wild foxes so I hear
Breaking the law
He thinks that he
Can treat his horse abominably

Posted in A country tale, Fox Hunting, foxes, Horses, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts) | Leave a comment