What it does to a sow to be locked up

Posted on June 17, 2026 by Rex Tyler

They love to root about of course
In The wild forests where
It’s a hogs main dreamscape
In the wind and rain they share
All the smells of the countryside
But locked in farrowing crates
Which is what farmers do to them
These ridiculous of traits

Is cruel and so short sighted
It’s ludicrousness and
Lacks
An honest understanding
Such anguish it attacks
The female who is indisposed for she
Feels mournful about prostration
And what is anxiety

The joy that should be in her life
The freedom of it all
Exalted by the forest vista
Where the wild souls call
Out her name the Tawny Owls
The Roe Deer and the Fox
It truly leads to such remorse
When the farmer locks

The cage and walks away
In one place a solitary she be
Neurotic and a worrier
She obsessively
Reminds herself the freedom
The bluebells and the wild
Feeling disconcerted
Waiting for her child

It’s intolerable behaviour
Without a genuine place
Born clean subjected sadly
Lost without a trace
No dump no straw no cleanliness
Aggravated by
Heat and dirt and negligence
And maggots where you lie

Stuck with ululation
Heaving breasts and sighs
Blubbering and whimpering
At what is your size
Food just thrown right at you
Bathed in salty tears
Farrowing crates are evil
Much more than it appears

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A new friend

Posted on June 17, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Awelfa has a new friend
Mag the pie he be
Comes to sit on my alpine slate
And just chatters constantly
With his iridescent flashes
Of what is green and blue
A black and white tuxedo
And his long tail in full view

Harbingers of good news
Star crossed lovers knew
On the bridge across the Milky Way
Exactly what to do
Peering through these windows
It’s humbling to observe him
With his unassuming view

Magpies are lactose intolerant
Weakening their bones
Never offer meat or mince
Out there on the stones
Sunflower seed hearts possibly
The odd earthworm or two
Spend some time to communicate
That’s the thing to do

They remember faces
Perhaps from years ago
Someone fed them in that place
They just seem to know
Or maybe tall trees they have lived on
Or roof ledges magpie’s do
Retain this useful knowledge
For them it’s good and true

For me a wave of wonderment
You see it in their eyes
Legends in the making
A relevance a wise
Inventiveness apparent
Fanciful and free
Phantoms in the making
A sort of rhapsody

Far sighted and prophetic
A kind of second sight
One of the famous Corvidae
For seeing divine light
They possess a recall
A voice from the past
Haunting and persistent
It’s in their die once cast

Nobody’s fool I will tell you
A thinker one might say
Quick witted and streetwise
Coming here today
Believing from before
Someone else was kind to him
Sat there by my door
Mag the pie a brand new friend
Actually I am sure.

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That critical mass

Posted on June 17, 2026 by Rex Tyler

That critical mass
Is a certainty
An unambiguity
Everyday the voices coming
Fanatics are at work
Zealots, the unshakeable
Warranted each lurk

In unmistakable places
Convinced and now assured
There’s now conclusive evidence
Unguarded every day
Our couldn’t careless attitude
May blow us all away
Unwary and unguarded
Pigeon holed we be
Incurious as hell itself
In our morbidity

Degeneracy of spirit
Contemptability
Unconscientious falsehood
Underhand and sinister
To be healed and untrue
Lawbreaking dishonesty
We shall fall into

A diabolic stress
A hell of our own making
Purgatory no less.

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Boat fishing

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Rex Tyler

A steel hook down your throat
Pulled into a boat
Left inside in the heat
Is some sort of treat
It’s evil and more
Cruel yes for sure
Vile suffocation
It breaks the law
Throwing them back
After hours in the sun
Is terrible cruelty
When all is
said and done

🐠🦈🐟🐬🐳🐋🦀🦞

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A pig over heating farmed just for eating

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Born without sweat glands
the farmer knew
But he kept them
in hot sheds
It’s what people do
A pig so uncomfortable
feeling the heat
All he is in this world
is a prime lump of meat

Who cares if he’s hot
and feeling upset
He’s just a spare rib
in everyone’s debt
Some streaky bacon
salty as hell
Full up with nitrites
he isn’t well
He’s just an animal
waiting to die
Crying aloud
as we all pass him by.

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A fox who visited us

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Rex Tyler

On the red carpet
A peaceful repose
Far away from the hunters
The coming to blows
Riders and hounds
Whips at ready to strike
Who will shoot their hounds too
Not something we like

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Our pal in the garden

Posted on June 16, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Quiet days in the garden
Often we may find
We have a small visitor
Who helps us to unwind
Offering an assured ness
Attesting to a way
Of ascertaining spirit
At the back end of the day

A little feathered creature
Brandishing it’s breast
Coloured by the food it eats
Oh yes I do not jest
It pursues its kind of justice
With a melancholic air
And a dose of lateral thinking
In which it tends to share

A certainty of knowledge
A reliability
A song bird voicing beauty
Which it shares now constantly
Authoritative though calming
A tiny little soul
equivalent to a table spoon of water
And it’s role
In the general scheme of things
It wants to console

Us with its fleeting wisdom
It’s heart is beating fast
Every single second
Six beats I hear is cast
Compared to us one beat only
Our friendly Robin, she
Certainly runs at a different speed
Which is her necessity

Warriors in tiny bodies
Defending territorial rights
Unquestionable tenacity
It gets into small fights
With its moral certainty
Everywhere it goes
A watcher in our garden
Into every flower that grows

Loving the leaf litter
For in its dampness lies
A myriad of creatures
Which the Robin doth surprise
The beetles and the spiders
Earth worms too maybe
But also loves the berries
And the soft fruits comfortingly

A songster melancholic
Singing everyday
Early in the morning
And at dusk too
Everyday
Singing through the Winters
Unlike the blackbird who
Resonates with peace and quiet
Which apparently is true

Robins have a sub song
Seemingly they confirm
They are singing for their supper
That extra juicy worm
Thanking the almighty
For providing the fair
They come to watch us gardeners
Who just happen to be there

And warble perhaps to comfort
Watch our every move
They have a very reflective tone
Kind of in the groove
And where they choose
To construct their nests
Is purposeful and weird
In old kettles and cast off boots
Hanging baskets where
They can redesign their cups
Of feathers and soft hair.

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Lambs

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Imagine being one of those lambs
Chatting together
Knowing that they
Will be the next
on the merry go round
Their lives will be lost
For this sight they will pay

Babies just babies
Tearfully they
Knowing their lives
Will be passing away
Hearing each others hearts
Missing their beat
Imagining their deaths

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Vulpes vulpes The Fox

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Rex Tyler

There are so many woodlands
Around about
Mysterious places
Without a doubt
Quietly magical
Where phantoms stride
With amber eyes
They quietly hide

They wander with an unhurried ease
Oft live alone
A natural tease
Their eyes are cat like
Their claws retract
They pounce when hunting
Which is a fact
A brush their tail
Soft and full
It’s used for balance
And is warm like wool

At problem solving its very good
It remembers things
That it feels it should
Remembers the faces
Of beings who cared
And who were unkind
And might have shared
An emotional stare
Or being aware
As parents theres harmony
Inside the earth
Each does their thing
Both giving worth

It’s all about smell
And the senses of life
Scent glands collect
Safety and strife
Their field of vision
Remarkably good
Good in low light
And they glow
When in sight

Foxes are omnivores
They are methodical
They eat where they live
What they’ve always eaten
Rabbits and earth
worms
Berries and fungi
Close to humanity
Learning when bins are collected
That parity
They are very versatile
Their thinking is vast
Crepuscular hunting
Their magic they cast

They can jump
Over obstacles and
Run real fast
30 mph
Being chased
It’s a blast
Princes of camouflage
That’s who they be
Clever and patient
Throughout history

Foxes enjoy play
They collect balls and shoes
They love trampolining
Intelligent views
They seem to find joy
Quite like cats and play
In the morning sunshine
As a start to their day
They can swim like dogs do it
Endearing they be
Pairing up they do well
Having a family
Solitary hunters
And mated pairs
Fidelity in foxes
Both sexes shares
Raising the cubs
Good cooperation
Reynard and vixen
And a goodly location

Subjected to cruelty
By huntsman and hunts
Evil depressives
Their countryside stunts
Abusing wild foxes
With packs of starved hounds
Historical implants
Kind of doing the rounds

Unimaginative creeps
Excuse ridden clowns
Land owners, gentry
Ride through our towns
Lack understanding
Cruelty rules
They chase and the Harry
And break all the rules

Impetuosity yes lots of that
A lack of judgement
Is where they are at
Murdering wildlife
Blind sided they
With no leg to stand on
They all drive their way
Over the countryside looking to chase
And kill our Dear Foxes
Which is a disgrace

They never once stopped
To consider the soul
The wild phantom four legged
And it’s real role
In creating a magical forested place
Where peaceful existence
Just slows down the pace
Where wildness is king
Where great groves of trees
And oxygenation improves.

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52 Blue

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Rex Tyler

It’s mental state
It’s inner feelings
Characteristics
From its appealings
Imbued perhaps with love and pain
It comes around again and again

A Distinctive whale
Species unknown
Thought to be lonely
It’s been shown
By its lamentation 52 Herz
Deep set emotion
How it skirts
The various oceans
Such empathy
Possible sentimentality

It’s show of feeling
It’s palpitation
It’s intuitive vigour
Across the ocean
Science believed it’s not alone
That it’s found a friend
Its maudlin moan
Enthused by what has rhapsodised
A vivacious ness
It idolised

Irrepressible a way to go
Excited by the will to know
Sending out its crying soul
Stimulating in its role
Evocative and agitating
Awakening and contemplating
Magical responses apparently
From another whale excitedly

Once the loneliest whale it seems
But now The answer to all its dreams
Arrested by its new found joy
Of exaltation they both employ
Once a waking nightmare, now
A passionate love fest both do vow
Sharing dark waters expansively
But off the radar actually.

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Disrespecting animals to such an extent

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Look at the state of them
Negligence, stinking
Covered in excrement
Are farmers thinking
This modus operandi
For what will be food
The cruelty aspect
Is terribly crude

No soul can imagine
The evil we see
The total abhorrence
How can it be
Filthy and stinking
And nobody thinking

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The cowards of Yulin

Posted on June 15, 2026 by Rex Tyler

YULIN
total sin
Dog meat
fill the heat
Someone’s pet
A lifetime debt
YULIN
hear the din
Of raucous barking
screaming yelping 🐕‍🦺🦮🐩🐕🦮
Your vicious torture
isn’t helping

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Courage in the face of adversity

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

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Courage he has got it
He stands up for the girls
He stands up for the women
Against the rabid hurls
Coming every which way
The streets we know now are
Dangerous
Very dangerousIn conclusion he’s a star

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A song thrush on my front gate

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Standing in the kitchen
Cooking some brown rice
Added a tin of organic garden peas
It’s looking nice
Noticed on my front gate
A song thrush olive brown
Sitting in the sunshine
It’s back toward the town

A rather rotund specimen
Under a pink rose tree
Looking quite resplendent
Looking right up at me
A nice blue sky above us
The mountains in full bloom
A warmish wind a blowing
On this Sunday afternoon

I don’t think she saw me
But you can never tell
Lots of blossoms everywhere
The garden feeling well
Lots of different flowering forms
But then she flew away
actually it is
A really lovely gentle day

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Antirrhinum {linaria Vulgaris}

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

A wild flower in my garden
Seems to like to grow
On pebbles on the hillsides
But also as we know
Is grown in town gardens
Know as the Snap Dragon
On disturbed ground
Makes a show
A herbaceous perennial
A Churnstaff too it’s called
Linaria Vulgaris
A plant most children know
a plant ruled by Mars
Masculine it be
Used against hex breaking
An amulet we see
Keeping evil from the wearer
Apparently it’s so
Also used to break a hex
If one didn’t know
A tea made of it sees off jaundice
And the weakness of
The Sphinkter muscle
Wherever it doth grow.

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Rape gangs

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

It has to shake us
For gods sake we
Know many were failed
Ingloriously
Young white girls
We’re tortured and thrown
To the actual wolves
Many were blown
Away by the evil
The ugliness they
Took advantage
And up to now got away

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Lucy the elephant

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

We know it makes sense
Captivity’s tense
Alone is unsocially lost
Elephants matter
With no one to chatter
As one gets older the cost
Increases out of all proportion
Let’s go to her aid
Don’t let memories fade

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Halal

Posted on June 14, 2026 by Rex Tyler

He hones his blade
And ties my legs together
Brandishing smirking
That’s his thing
I don’t want to die here
I can sense and feel fear
Halal for him apparently is king

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Camels

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Camels are sensitive
Camels they know
They live with extremes
More so as they grow
Herded to a death camp
Blood stench and pain
The cries of victims
Drives them insane.🐫🐪🐫🐪🐫🐪

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Frankenstein meat

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Frankenstein meat
is coming
Bill gates
A lot of their money
is opening gates
Abusing stem cells
it’s coming
mark you
Cell growth in bioreactors
will do
The godly thing
For cruelty rules
Cruelty and torture
paid for by fools

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Beating up captive elephants

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Bull hooks and elephants
Where we go wrong
Elephants would kill you
They are massively strong
Bull hook them see anger
Burst
it could be
They are resilient
and know if they be
Belligerent
and fight back
More torture would come
They recall Phajaan
Torture of old
They allow us to hurt them
It’s a mental hold

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Animals are the farmers family I don’t think

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Who’d want to be
in family of farmers
How they treat
the animals
Harmers not charmers
Torturing stealing
unfeeling as hell
Go into the barn
take a whiff of that smell

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Stopping a baby calf drinking it’s mothers milk using torture

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

He so loves his mum
And, she loves him
To prevent them from nursing
The farmer too dim
and ignorant really
Wanting to sell
the milk
the calf wants
This arse ole from hell
It’s terrible cruelty
supported by
Ignorant dairy milk drinkers
on high

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Never order Lobster

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

A beautiful lobster
can live many years
But are boiled alive
Imagine those fears
They are intelligent
Tied into knots
Then thrown in a fierce boil
By those human Bots
Lacking humanity
Monsters in white
Chefs wholly evil

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Halal deaths coming up look at their faces

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Look at their faces
They know these places
Their DNA
Tells them that they
Are now for the chop
Their final stop
Halal forever
The life force sever

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The horror of live exports

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Shipped alive
The tortured souls
A one way ticket to hell
In clapped out ships
No appreciable care
Stood together
It’s not fair
No water no vets
Upon the sea
And in arrival
Killed instantly
A one way passage
With no way back
The heinous meat trade

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Flags no thank you

Posted on June 13, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Banned from being patriotic
you couldn’t make that up
well not with a sound mind
The St George’s cross
came from Italy
It protected our ships in war
The disrespect of history
really what’s it all for
We know we hear the messages
About, what we cannot do
History apparently
Cancelled out
it’s true

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Cygnet so loved by its mother

Posted on June 12, 2026 by Rex Tyler

He saw them
He felt that tear in his eye
It rolled down his cheek
He felt that deep sigh
He had to endeavour
To rescue the birds
Otherwise he would
Forever have been
lost for words

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Afternoon in Dolgellau

Posted on June 12, 2026 by Rex Tyler

A lovely blue sky
A shine in my eye
A breeze blowing into me
Bright in the air
The mountains on show
Their summits just grow
Birdsong
it’s just everywhere

Rose petals flying
There’s no denying
Changing and dancing
Kind of romancing
June just feels perfect
And all I need
Is that beautiful friend
She lives far away

Creating beauty
even when it’s grey
So here in this magical
place
I call home
I wish she was here
I just wish she was here

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Meat eaters say it’s not our fault

Posted on June 12, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Don’t blame us people
Because we eat meat
We realise animals die
It’s a treat
for us and our family
Better that we
Stand up and be counted
For humility

Most of us don’t have it
We’ve given up that
Employing farmers and butchers
All at
The sick end of killing
Cows, pigs and sheep
Slaughterhouse methods
Blood water runs deep

Dairy cows many
End up lame
They can’t get about
They like us
the same
So dragged by a tractor
To wherever we need
To be in a death camp
Where we are to bleed

The stench of the thousands
Of chickens and Ducks
Packed up together
It truthfully sucks
Heads sliced off
Hanging
Families of birds
So you lot can sandwich
Yes I am lost for words

Here on this blog a lasting thought
Vigils with the dying
Lives they abort
Thousands of poems
I pen every year
Imagine the agony
and just feel the fear

They see with bloodshot eyes
They weep for hours
Frightened they shit themselves
Losing their powers
Animals suffer
The loss of their young
In all of this melee of torture
Among

The farms and the sheds
Baby calves whimper long
Mothers scream powerfully
Their hearts are strong
Raped
yes and kidnapped
Yes everyday
Animal matter
that’s what we should say

And bloody well do something about it

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