Hunters and trappers

They kill
They spill
At will
They transgress
No less
They chill
The very life
From the innocent

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Thirst

A porcupine is thirsty
Suffering so much
His world has just gone crazy
Humanity out of touch
With the reality of wildness
Someone though can see
A creature needs some water
And it’s given generously

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JKRowling

A very creative magical soul
Caring and thoughtful
And in control
Conjuring tales
Of magicians and the fey
An imagination to blow us away
A women with sense
A women who cares
From the pit of her soul
A women who shares

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Stevie Nicks

A story teller and poetess
A song writer one must confess
Her gift abundance
Has created
Beautiful songs
Many rated
High up in the presentation
Stevie Nicks was a celebration
Beautiful songs charged with soul
Her immense talent
And control
Brought so much to
Fleetwood Mac

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I cry for the dairy cows

Who is to blame
When a cow is lame
The bloody dairy farmer
She was raped more than twice
Her babies kidnapped
She will be beaten and tortured
Prodded and kicked
She will cry at the top of her voice
For her babies

 

killed for veal and leather purses

 

and the badgers who are called into question

and murdered in the countryside

blaming them for bovine tb

 

 

our government bods as daft as brushes

because the  cows are treated so inhumanely

 

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Unbearable

What a wonderful story
A hunter a bit gory
Out shooting wild bears
& 1 climbed up a tree
Remember it was living
Where it had been put
The hunters were aliens
Now a few foot above
So they shot the bear killing him
And down he fell
On one of the hunters
Killing him.

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The bear got his own way in the end

He died this avid hunter
Shooting a bear that sprung
Up into the branches
To escape perhaps unsung
The bear fell down and squashed him
Killed him with his weight
Karma struck in quick time
Which a lot of us think was great

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Glastonbury

Look out over yonder
What is it we see
From ST Michael’s Tower
Atop the TOR

A heavenly fantasy
Up here with the camera
Looking across the sky
Over the Somerset Levels. Which  the reason why
I am so fascinated with Glastonbury.

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Angora Just imagine the rabbits agony

What we do to rabbits
Behind closed doors alas
We tear off skin in bloodied strips
And do this shit on mass
These glorious little bunnies
As timid as can be
We are lecherous infidels
To accept such infamy

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The fey

I love the fey
They possess the key
To the forest veils
Where the fungi be
In crystal pools
From rocky caves
Where gems adhere

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Extinction moves closer

Traditional Chinese Medicine
And the wholly warped hunters who
Took a brief so badly and did what they thought true
In fact it was less mindful
To exterminate a breed
Created by a god most high
Who sadly can’t now feed
It’s horns were tools
Of keratin
No curative value here
Clearly lost without purpose
Leave behind a fear
And a vacuum that’s now clear

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Solstice

Up on Coombe Hill
Where the sky is creation
Itself light and cloud
Are the players
on high
A warm breeze like soft music
Ripples around us
Mingled with our breath
No word of a lie

It would be no different
From way back in history
Man of the Neolithic persuasion
Would share
What we are watching no nothing has changed
The magic of evening
With all the aware

Hearts beating in unison
Souls from the past
Rising like spirits
Sensations are cast
Out with the sky lights
Angelically we
Witness the sky forms
Exponentially

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What a man designed for a pregnant Sow

Gestation crates for pregnant females
Designed by men apparently
Insensitive and massively cruel
Who’d have thought it
Obviously breaking every rule
Behind the bars they lie tortured
In their private cell
They cannot even turn around
Each cage is a man made Hell

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Terrier men

Terrier men it’s their title
Part of the Hunt
To be sure
Insensitive creatures
That’s if you ask me
Bred on a diet of gore
The fox known as wily
A negative pose
When really he is subtle and
Has a good nose
An intelligent beast
With a rampant desire
To be out in the wilds
And be close to the fire

Chased by the hounds
Slobberingly they
Work to the whistle
And the cane and they pay
Highly for obstinacy and a deaf ear
With a bloody good kicking
And dollops of fear

Terrier men with a terrier they
Will dig out a fox in their murderous way
Tail Enders doing the dirty perhaps
When the huntsman go bonkers
That when these chaps
Are covering their backs
All part of the show
No friends of mine
For me being low

In the order of gentleman
Racing around
Serving the huntsman
Wherever thy are found
Foxes are sacred
Hunters are scum
The law is an arse
And Their programme leaves me numb

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My truest friend in all the World

In all the world
There’s only one women
I can say
That I have grown to appreciate
And love in every way
A witch she be
Heroic
A stance of high acclaim
Her spells are so significant
Her knowledge it’s the same

A mother to be respected
Her life impatiently
Given over to others
She extraordinarily
Beautiful bone structure
Just ideal
Tactfully clothed and
Confident
Exact and ultra real

Comfortable to be with
She writes she draws she be
Purposeful and I can say spirited to me
Honest as the day is long
Patient to each task
Hard working and creative
In her wisdom many bask

A lover of the feline races
A wisdom surely born
Of centuries and many past lives
Miraculously shorn
From honest cloth she’s powerful
In every single way
Knowing her is loving her
A little more each day

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Ostriches and stones

Eating rocks the ostriches
Without teeth
What they do
Is engorge on small pebbles
Digestion being true
To help break down food particles
That otherwise accrue

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Tiger cake lion bones canned hunting farms

Lions need red meat
Never boiled chickens
The ignorant tactics
Of lion rearing farms
Lion bones parading as parts
Of the tiger
Tiger cake marketing
Breaks all our hearts

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A kiss from an otter

A kiss from an otter
A peck on the cheek
That’s love at first sight
That so many seek
When compassion is shared
Friendship will be
As wild as the wind
As we can all see

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Making beautiful horses race a gamble too far

What’s Royal about Ascot
The races
The faces
The horses
The forces
The mishaps the death
Beautiful animals
Caught in the cross fire
Of gambling racers
And well worn out chasers

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The Summer Solstice Celebration at StMichaels Tower

The people came To the Tower today
Sat on the grass and paved the way
For the Summer Solstice celebration
That honestly just rocked the nation
John was there and Michelle too
The photographers who make dreams come true

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The so called Hunt. For the precious Foxes

They know very little of Nature
Abuse is their matter of fact
Belting their horses
Chasing the hounds
Ripping the life out of
Running the rounds
After the vixen
After the fox
The squirrel men cometh
Their heads on the blocks
Wild life getting the knocks

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Assault and Battery

Absolutely no where
She couldn’t turn around
She never shook her feathers
Her home stuck on the ground
In the stench of excrement
Bloodied from a fight
Every hour of every day
Nothing for her felt right

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Racing horses in Summer

Steaming hot in scalding weather
Racing horses we
See the effect of ice cold water
Thrown upon them who see
And feel the utter panic
Made to run so fast
Racing for the betting men
Who actually will come last.

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Farmhands are torturers plain and simple

Shit on her clothes
A women in spite of her
Gleefully raping apparently ape ing
What is a vile act
Where we were
Watching
this ugliness awful
The realisation
Farming is horrendous
Across our Nation

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Canned hunting victims

South AfricanLions
Fed on boiled chicken
Kept in strong cages
Around people who
Leave them familiar with
Yes people’s faces
Then brought out to be shot
By the canned hunting disgraces

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Solstice

A transfusion of blossoms
A haven of wildness
Eventide serenity
It’s all around
The magic of Solstice
A splendid occurrence
Potent and magical
That’s what I have found

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Yorkshire serenity your calling

Oceans of buttercups
Brimstone and sulphur
A warm panorama
A floral embrace
It’s what histories made of
The silence of Nature
Come fly pollinators
With ultimate grace

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Join me in the Yorkshire Dales

All alone an ancient Barn
In a peaceful setting
Really a subject for a yarn
Magical I am betting
Wildflowers at our beck and call
Serenity and soul
Breathing taking in the beauty
Enjoying that stroll

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Experimentation on animals to serve the perfume industry

The stench of torture
Imagine that
Time and time again
Profits for them related
Causing the angelic pain
Over and over every time
Into the pit of death
They climb
The stench really it’s everywhere

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An uglier trophy we will seldom see

Scum of the earth
Devoid of worth
Took out a sow
Ask ourselves how
This brutish violence
And Ill repute
Should continue to walk
These woods and loot
The countryside
Causing great pain
To our wild friends

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