Monthly Archives: March 2022

Another Thursday shower

Posted on March 31, 2022 by Rex Tyler

A gray sock sky and the sun on high a golden ball so bright daffodils with enormous chills and the Beech tree  looking bright snow pouring down an April Shower that  melted straight away hit the deck with sloppy check … Continue reading →

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Snow

Posted on March 31, 2022 by Rex Tyler

it actually  snowed this morning and now the sun is out blue sky over yonder Now what’s it all about Theres a low wind  causing bother a chuddering of  boughs the daffodils are going through it and, the Rosemary flowers … Continue reading →

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An earth shattering greyness

Posted on March 30, 2022 by Rex Tyler

a darkly dissent a devisive desire a certain unwillingness wouldest we tire its a late March affair and there’s  frost in the air   the Beech strong and haunting reluctant it seems to offer a joyous smile to many dreams … Continue reading →

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Dedicated to Stephens King’s wife Tabitha and her 5 Sisters

Posted on March 30, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Jessie and Gerald husband and wife he was  a lawyer,and  he aggressive and wanting but sexually inept devising a plan frantically   Their love nest a cottage in Maine far away from Portland to where they were now and when … Continue reading →

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As long as your arm

Posted on March 29, 2022 by Rex Tyler

there are lists as long as Miles of arms terribly toxic sprayed into the air belching out of crop spreaders from farms who are aware pilots leave the workers picking peppers down below In  Florida in all that heat Most … Continue reading →

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Going home

Posted on March 29, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Avebury the neolithis henge in Wiltshire wild we had spent a day there despite it being mild on and off it had  rained hard and with Puddles everwhere we both felt tired and miserable and very aware of the journey … Continue reading →

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Some people just don’t think

Posted on March 28, 2022 by Rex Tyler

she wanted  a unique table setting a piece of extraordinary art a sculpture of something original something that  comes from the heart outside in her garden an ants nest millions were at it, and they were building their  cavernouse colony working … Continue reading →

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“On a bicycle made for two”

Posted on March 28, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Bellis  Perennis  who is she? she sounds like a   good sport Petite, she’s petite with a sound reputation she mixes with Hawthorn and Marigold Flowers they seem so benevolent great dispositions responsive and caring their   height simply towers … Continue reading →

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Lemon Balm

Posted on March 27, 2022 by Rex Tyler

In Greece  Melissa means honey bee The Lemon balm for me a herb sold by apothacaries a perennial growing free wilder and most fragrant the mint family a home during Summer we see white flowers nectar rich they be any … Continue reading →

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Uneasiness

Posted on March 26, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Building works were all around us rubble everywhere plants were being pulled up heightening, my despair my master and mistress I hadn’t seen a while the joy that they had left with me was kind of out of style   … Continue reading →

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The Tree

Posted on March 26, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Look at that splendid oak tree ripened with the many years its stood there advertising its massive strength  and its willingness to purposely provide an induspensible refuge for so many souls to hide moth caterpillars the maidens blush loves the … Continue reading →

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Bay also called Grecian Laurell

Posted on March 23, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Apollo  he loved Daphne but sadly she never cared she turned him down so her father  acted as  a clown he turned his daughter into a tree a bay tree so i hear an intro to a poem about the … Continue reading →

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Mistletoe

Posted on March 22, 2022 by Rex Tyler

its a power of good i give thee i am Mistletoe the thrush took me to where you be right into the flow sharing sap most fortunate for I am evergreen an oak would have been wonderful but the blackthorn … Continue reading →

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“Moonwort” also called Herb twopence

Posted on March 20, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The Moonwort also Sunshoe Horse a tiny little soul likes to grow on heaths and dunes in open woods the flow of energy apparent feminine it be ruled by the Moon from high above honest there’s the key its Powers … Continue reading →

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A samaritan

Posted on March 20, 2022 by Rex Tyler

today i found a magpie looking the worse for wear clearly most uncomfortable his black and white stained with blood his painfulness  aware   was clearly on his mind an accident had befallen him his chivalry a bind lying there … Continue reading →

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illegal hunts

Posted on March 19, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Chasing a wild soul with lean hungry hounds frighteningly raising its terror surrounds its spirit  with  agony such persecution hearing the blood lust its not a solution   the gnashing of teeth the scurry  of feet the horses in gallop … Continue reading →

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Springs sprung

Posted on March 19, 2022 by Rex Tyler

the sun’s going down with a great golden glow helping the young buds helping them grow bursting with redness with cute sprouts of green on thin  wirery  stalks where once there have been   bursting with energy straight out of … Continue reading →

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A better place

Posted on March 19, 2022 by Rex Tyler

You  have shown me that path to a much better place to hear music that gathers Much light magic to pave a new highway blue skies when there only were grey you are my sole inspiration and hearing your voice makes … Continue reading →

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She knows who she is

Posted on March 19, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Spring Goddess of the leafy boughs in Glastonbury the magical showers of dewy  spangles from the blue bring harmony to carry through   a life force and an energy a real survivability an irresistable compelling soul of native wit and … Continue reading →

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Chickens

Posted on March 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

bunched up together chickens in rows mercy for animals how does it pose   so many sweet souls crammed into sheds as filthy as hell each with very sad heads   bred to grow fast sitting in waste something like … Continue reading →

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Full moon in virgo sun in pisces

Posted on March 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

virgo the grain goddesss the beauty with her sheaf in Greece of course Demeter de the  vulva meter the mother in many ways the chief energy and season the magick always there we all must clear our aura’s at the … Continue reading →

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East Malaysia

Posted on March 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

in Malaysia I discovered the bee hives Inside peoples homes on the beach all gentle souls creating honey combs the natives they were very short their bee’s were buzzing in and out really massive insects leaving me in little doubt … Continue reading →

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The Sparrows

Posted on March 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Mating under cover thats the  Sparrow and his mate his black bib gives his game away masculinity, feels great in Autumn he may lose it his bib may up and go moulting does things for a man and in Winter … Continue reading →

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The Tor

Posted on March 17, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The  Tor stands  up there proudly up there on the hill a vista of gold light I see and from its archway it does spill glorious beams  of eternal light That replicate the soul so free the randomness of a … Continue reading →

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Rhino horn and how to stop the poachers

Posted on March 17, 2022 by Rex Tyler

To the Chinese and the Vietnamese Rhino horn let me explain exactly what it consists of keratin by name toe nails and finger nails yes the very same everyday one Rhino is murdered so I hear shot and its horn … Continue reading →

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Damian Aspinall World First

Posted on March 17, 2022 by Rex Tyler

the famous rewilder the Gorilla man is shipping  13 Elephants to Kenya And I  am purposefully happy Howletts Zoo Kent where they presently are The money spent on caging each animal Of providing a vet and flying them off their … Continue reading →

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Its raining music

Posted on March 16, 2022 by Rex Tyler

a grey carpet stretches across the sky no wind to speak of lets rely on motionless motion leaves hang still raindrops hang and just won’t spill   daffodil clusters a silent troop golden yellow the whole group under the cherry … Continue reading →

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“MMIWG”

Posted on March 16, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Ten times the National Murder rate Indigenous women and girls it has a historic ring about the figures these fine pearls of truest fitting rightfulness are taken out at will the tribal conflagration reality does spill missing and murdered Indigenous … Continue reading →

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Stonehenge revisited

Posted on March 15, 2022 by Rex Tyler

scant responsibility for Stonehenge what is infact a magical event the dishonour and disfavour to detract it does cement in my heart such a clamour the 303 and the traffic we trust and afford its majesty insulting and outrageous to … Continue reading →

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Aedes Aegypti

Posted on March 15, 2022 by Rex Tyler

males are being  murdered everywhere they go fogs and sprays it ends their days but the poor old males don’t know   humans,  lots  are ignorant They think mosquitos bite but its only the females out biting whereas we get … Continue reading →

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