Monthly Archives: March 2017

Anubis your presence is required yet again

Posted on March 17, 2017 by Rex Tyler

It truly is repellent Such a trusting soul we see Come to heel For we all feel Total agonyIts graphic so says FACEBOOK The desert was the place The godless the vilest infidels The impure oerverted face Wicked as the … Continue reading →

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The great henge of stone

Posted on March 17, 2017 by Rex Tyler

Local stone Great dolmens Erected stressed and we Can not only feel the weight Upon those shoulders But can see The smaller stones Important too Relegated there The altar stone so magnificent Suggesting all were aware From the Prescelly Mountains … Continue reading →

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FLAMINGO

Posted on March 17, 2017 by Rex Tyler

Three children The zoo keepers Parents teachers Friends Relatives Whose right whose wrong? Compassion Who defends? FLamingo’s graceful beings Locked up in their stall Slaves to our emotion And what we learn at school Respect has lost its way with … Continue reading →

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AVEBURY

Posted on March 16, 2017 by Rex Tyler

The Bell Beaker People A resolute tribe Brought bronze to britain They loved to imbibe The wild grapes the wine from them Took on a joy A magickal feeling Which all did employ NEolithic Farmers Lived off the land They … Continue reading →

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“Dakota” we all attest to the pain he underwent

Posted on March 16, 2017 by Rex Tyler

The savagery, the hatred The nausea one feels Its so intense utter repugnance And abhorrence that reveals A streak of detestation Of rancour deep inside Utter animosity Which will never be denied What should have been endearment Sadly instead we … Continue reading →

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Are you having a laugh said the tall giraffe

Posted on March 16, 2017 by Rex Tyler

COme join us in the swimming pool Somewhere we don’t go as a rule Since we got the chance to be Diving and doing it expertly On the high board a splendid sight Watching our long necks in pure flight … Continue reading →

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DAPL/FRACKING/the Indigenous/and WATER

Posted on March 12, 2017 by Rex Tyler

We are our own adversity We make it by the day We never listen to our hearts And for that so many pay It feels like a continual struggle With hardship all the way Rollercoaster emotions And never a sunny … Continue reading →

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You don’t care a monkeys for me do you?

Posted on March 10, 2017 by Rex Tyler

Can you feel what I feel? Do you dare to be? Watching from your bleeding tablet? Yea now watching me In this cage I’ve sat here Burning up inside Scuffed and in a load of pain The ZOO here they … Continue reading →

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SOng for Oestra

Posted on March 9, 2017 by Rex Tyler

I am Zakoor the druid The bard all in red Butterflies and trees Are not all in my head They fly from the high skies And settle on me Tears in my eyes folks Are what you now see Rollrights … Continue reading →

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BAck to Black

Posted on March 9, 2017 by Rex Tyler

She died one hundred times One hundred times too many She never said good bye to me Or possibly to any One expecting ever, that she would Go away That Her life would just be over To Camden she would … Continue reading →

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Tragedy on the Cassia Road

Posted on March 8, 2017 by Rex Tyler

The Cassia ROad outside the mushroom farm And what we found Was a mother and her baby Lying on the ground Both were badly injured The baby gravely so The mother was lying on the bank Where the thick lantana … Continue reading →

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Eostra at the Rollright stones

Posted on March 8, 2017 by Rex Tyler

LIGHT now can you see it So much more clearly Looking down at Chipping in the valley Dancing with its gown the reckoning of time By BEDE, a Dawn Goddess is she Exuding joy and blessings Clad in white oh … Continue reading →

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Snub nosed monkeys of Shangrila

Posted on March 6, 2017 by Rex Tyler

The mysterious monkeys of Shangrila High in the mountains is where they are Pink lips yoda ears and almond eyes Elf like they be and quite the surprise NOrth East Yunnan the snow mountain range In hidden valleys just for … Continue reading →

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AVEBURY

Posted on March 6, 2017 by Rex Tyler

AVebury’s great circles Envelop minds eyes Every souls urge Is sacredness wise Ancient sights Far off lights HAckpen Hill as we Walk the ridgeway over yonder Hewn so solidly SIlbury Hill, The Sanctuary THe Avenue The Barrows Elves and wooden … Continue reading →

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Democratic republic of the CONGO

Posted on March 3, 2017 by Rex Tyler

Poverty and impoverishment Creates in man a need To suffer with his family They are owned and robbed indeed Underfed and down at heel Unable to pay ones way So drawn into great dangers Just hopeful they can pay In … Continue reading →

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Eating in Cambodia

Posted on March 2, 2017 by Rex Tyler

At back block and fringes Of Phnom Penh in Cambodia today DOgs are on the menu Sadly I have to say Its borders are with Thailand LAos and Viet Nam Eaten as ancient medicine Where various places cram 40 to … Continue reading →

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