Lynx

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

He drew blood from this creature

This Lynx of high regard
Calls himself a hunting man
Already his soul scarred
A soul of instant loving
Higher than the sky
Beaten black and blue he was
The end game was no lie
Look into his eyes and cry

Posted in A not my king story, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, Blindsided, cats, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Heartfelt, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Lynx of Sweden | Leave a comment

Access storage Hemel Hempsread

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Your staff working this afternoon
Were exceptional and they
Martel and his colleagues
Utter Seemliness at play
Providing thought
and caring
Affable they be
Nothing is too much trouble.
Total alacrity

It’s a pleasure to come and visit
Quite something let me say
Incredible customer service
It beggars belief each day
I come to do some storage
The system come what May
Everything is explained to me
And In detail right away

Attentive and observant
Watchful on the ball
I am a disabled customer
It’s a pleasure to call
Considerate and sensitive
It does set them apart
Mindful yes in every way
It all comes from the heart

The management should be very proud of this team
Of individuals

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Snowdonia

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A marvellous National Park
Breathtaking views we see
Lakes and mountains
Forests a huge vivacity
Valleys, Crystal waterfalls
Wondrous sights to see
Wildness is apparent
Wherever you be

Feral goats and mountain sheep
Are dotted here and there
Able to see the rugged peaks
And taste the freshest air
Great steep slopes of every hue
And waterfalls galore
The odd stone house
And beautiful lakes
And a golden sandy shore

The railway steam train
Traverses along and up the track
The atmosphere can get damp with mist
Wind battered peeks
Up snowdon and then back
Tourists walk it
Really exceptional mountain scenes
Wild mammals everywhere
Our feathered friends
Around the bends
So much for all to share.

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A wild vixen

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

She was in the wildflower meadow
Sparkling eyes had she
Seeing her was wonderful
She stood there so quietly
A consequence of spirit
A capability
In amongst the yellow flowers
Her source of energy
Well-balanced 2the picture
Regularity of form

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injecting mice with experimental compounds

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Experimentation on animals should
Never be used
The fact that they could
Test all sorts of toxins
On mice every day
Causing their bodies to
Real time decay
It’s evil beyond woods
Evil I say 🐭🐭🐰

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A coming together for the goodness of all

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Wildness is sharing the agony
All of them clutching at straws
Suffering many including the Hunted
Who shoots first expecting applause
Weary from bullets and arrows
Suffering souls they just cling
Hunters are evil
Hunters are ugly
It’s the great lamentation
They bring

Posted in A likely story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, Duty of care was never there, Elephants, Extinction, Family, Fictional stories harming wildlife, Freedom and what's happening to it, Humanity is a shithouse, Lions, Meat trade, N ewcomers to the garden, Sisterly love against all the odds | Leave a comment

The dairy are the culprits

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Dairy creating suffering
We see it and hear it each day
Mothers split up from their babies
Significant pain all the way
The babies are taken their stolen
The mothers come running to try
And safeguard their babies
Save them from sin
In the meat trade it’s the one
Who must pay

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Poor little piglets

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Stuck fast in a barn
As dirty as hell
Little pink bodies
Beginning to swell
The stench of no more
With the fragility they
Alien creatures piglets won’t play
To the tune of a man
Despicable who
Watches their agony
Whatever they do
🦟🐢🐷🐷

Posted in Abandonment, Animal Rights, animals used for food, babies, Baby talk, Boredom, Breathing and pollution, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Death and Dying, Disrespect of female animals, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Food Processing, Personal Hygiene and its consequences, Piglets suckling, Pork | Leave a comment

A child left alone to be cruel to a calf

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A toddler allowed to be hurtful
To Tread on a baby calf &
Though it Sits very quietly acceptingly feeling
Uncomfortable it’s out of hand
Parenting skills clearly lacking
The animal softly exclaims
Acceptance 2how the child treats her
It’s not that the child’s playing games

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Ecuadors greatest volcano

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Arriving at Riobamba
A massive volcano we see
Beautifully shaped
A beautiful mountain
Gazing you just have to be
Overcome by it’s true magic
Snow capped and wonderfully high
Towering a glorious spectacle
That reaches straight up to the sky

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Hunters need pole axing

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The government are hopeless
They helped to craft the law
Hunting with hounds is totally wrong
In fact the deal is raw
It’s carried out by law breakers
Dressed up in hunt togs
Stressing out wildFOXES
With a bunch of tortured dogs
🦊🐕🐕

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The vile huntsmen

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

History has shown us
The ever evil hunt
Against the law
We know what for
It’s never been a stunt
It’s a bunch of deviant mobsters
Chasing after the fox
A family wild
Where it leaves its child
In a hewn out home unlocked
🦊🦊🦊

Posted in Abandonment, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, Front and back gardens, furs and the fur industry | Leave a comment

The Bull

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

We see it as their victim
The crowd a baying mob
The Bull a brazen wild soul
The humans soon will rob
The beast before them sadly
Will torture him to death
Torment stab and cut off his ears
Deny him creations breath

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Criminality, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Feelings, Fighting back, Food Processing, Humanity is a shithouse, LEATHER, Mexico, slaughterhouses and operatives, SLAVERY, spain | Leave a comment

Dairy Harmers

Posted on January 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Did the dairy farmer
Learn to be a harmer
Took an examination
How to end creation
Profit accumulation
Karmic exhilaration
As for dairy consumers
Has anyone heard the rumours

Clearly not those milk supping cheese spreading dairy chocolate
Public

Posted in Animal Rights, animals used for food, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Dairy farmers criminals, Duty of care was never there, Farming, Food Processing, goats, Lambs and Sheep, Milk and its associated problems | Leave a comment

Bala

Posted on January 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

North wales boasts the town of Bala
An amazing lake we see
Surrounded by steep mountains
Feeding the river Dee
A glacial lake so beautiful
Apparently we hear
A monster lives deep in its depths
Called Teggie and it’s clear
Seen in 1920 quite a while ago
But seemingly prefers it’s permanent snooze
Deep down below

Llyn Tegid is the lake’s name
A truly stunning place
Where we see the Arenig Mountains
Held in a soft embrace
Foxes badgers Otters
Squirrels are around
Red Kites often circling
And Buzzards too abound
A very rare Gastropod
Known as the glutinous snail
Wanders around the edges slowly
On its unique trail.

Heather Spruce and Rowan
Tree cover galore
It truly is a place of beauty
And all of Natural Law
I think has been appropriated
And certainly for me
visiting and sharing
Makes my soul urge, joyfully

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Dolgellau.（Dol-geth-La i）

Posted on January 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The Cadar Idris Mountain
Looks down upon the town
So many, stone buildings
Garnered as a gown
Snowdonia apparent
Indulging in such thrills
Such beauty is beyond imagination
All those hills

Those lakes
Those
Crystal waterfalls
And beautiful rivers too
Sheep are dotted everywhere
From my room there’s a view
The Cambrian range
My eyes can feast
On what is exceptionality
So much to take into one’s soul
And it’s mining history.

Awelfa sits upon a ridge
In it’s lifetime stare
Once a railways managers house
High on a hill we share
An outlook of such symmetry
Auspicious through and through
A glimmering ambition
Of the ancient streets
Held true.

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Hunting foxes make the king feel romanitic

Posted on January 15, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The King thinks it’s romantic
Chasing wild foxes until
The hounds catch up
And disembowel
And more blood then they spill
It just shows how a regent
Thinks these days
That He
Just gets infatuated
By all this cruelty

Posted in A not my king story, Fox Hunting, foxes, Love and respect | Leave a comment

Bird shoots. Vile inhumane targets

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I am sure yr pheasant look alike
Who probably came from France
Imported every season
It’s no song&no dance
Sadly these beautiful Pheasants
Have lost their creative verve
Many r killed on the country roads
Where Drivers fail 2swerve
As 4 chickens in factories
A tragedy

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Glastonbury

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The sky of some intensity
Damson heliotrope
A pulsating emanation
An identity of hope
Evidence that January
Asserts its Wintery gaze
Gloomy yes&sombre
Glastonbury pays
Attention 2the certainty
That soon the light of day
Will bring in2 perspective
A meaningful display

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Carnage at sea

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Stood at the wholesale market
Thousands of fish sprawled
everywhere
Commercially we are wiping out
whole cities
Trawled and netted
just so much despair

Shops and restauranteur’s are now inspecting
Clearly many many family trees
Below the waves they are wiped out every which way
Trawlers in the harbour
Begin to freeze

Other species just one boat
Such carnage
Before the catch each one swam merrily
Gearing, lobster pots and paraphernalia
Being hosed down
and sluiced into the sea.

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Silhouettes

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Silhouettes on sandy beaches
Fathers with their children play
Frothy waves and sunlit horses
Shadows on a sunny day
People walking people talking
A tanker out there in the sea
A bounteous sky that wraps around us
The seaside is the place to be
A castle sits a flag is flying
Sandstone walls and history
Back down on the sands so many
Dog walking and being free

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She is by herself

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

She is by herself
Out on the sand
The rolling waves are vast
No one around for miles and miles
The dunes too they are cast
Mysteriously there are footsteps
And wind that teases with her hair
Beyond a pale horizon
She just feels more aware

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Thoughts about animals

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Friends without prejudices
That’s who they are
Each knows what love is
To each a star
Is born in their being
Closeness is why
They are together

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Animals

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Animals speak with their eyes and hearts
Observant souls they be
So sensitive to who they are
And what they do and see
Everything about Them
is mindful one can say
Language is their master
As is their want of play

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Strangers

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In silence
we find contemplation
And a degree
of concentration
Be elevated
to higher places
Where strangers live
with different faces
Softly walk
where wild souls might
Have traversed
in the dead of night

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Porcine imagery

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A mother forced to witness
Her offspring wedged and dying
She brought him painfully into life
And sentinels would be lying
Feeling the tumultuous grief
An ultimate sadness she
Gazes at his sunken eyes
And awful imagery

A gestation crate a piglet trapped
Farmer harmers

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The Birds

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Who truly confirms their amusement
Is shooting
Birds out of the sky
With lead shot, heartless who
Have nothing better to do
With their leisure
Than create a mayhem
Their clueless, its true
Relying on flying
And dying
A bardic rehearsal
Left sighing 🐦‍⬛

Posted in A burial, A country tale, Abandonment, birds and the environment, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Pheasant shooting, wild birds | Leave a comment

Folly’s home of rest

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A family of friends
Enjoying each other
On a hill not to far away
Thinking of mother
Quietly each ponders
The warmth collectively
On a frost kissed hill
Sharing breath
We all be

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The Moon over Glastonbury

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It hangs in seclusion
So silently
Creates an illusion
Romantically
Oh illustrious being
Up there in the sky
Watched by so many
A force to rely
An opening stanza
No one dare deny 🌔

Posted in Emotional Poems, Glastonbury where mystery and realiity meeton the crossroads of benevolence, Moon, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

Baby cows sent to their deaths and it’s your fault

Posted on January 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Poor little baby
He did nothing wrong
He loved his mama
But he didn’t belong
With her she a milk engine
Humanity drinks bovine liquid
In their tea
In their custard
In their coffee, cheese and much more
All these young babies
Caught up in the war

Of attrition and beyond🐄🐂🐑

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Boycotts, Dairy farmers criminals, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Farming, Food Processing, Milk and its associated problems, Nutrition | Leave a comment