Monthly Archives: January 2025

Crepuscularity

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s Dawn and dusk When foxes in the wintry months Will leave their earths To forage Crepuscularity It does achieve Bouts of Inactivity At other times The safer zones all the reason why These so called HUNTS Dotted about kill … Continue reading →

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Trophy hunters don’t have a title in my book

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Don’t give them titles They are murdering scum Shooting an 🐘 Leaves me numb A beautiful soul With a ❤️ that’s true Taken out by the likes of u U the Hunter Evil u should Be banged up today That … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Elephants, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts) | Leave a comment

Wintry hibernations

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hedgehogs and dormice hibernate They are built that way As are Bats, a date In their psyche tells them The time is right To go to sleep For that real long night Safe and sound Energy wise As humans we … Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, Animal Rights, Heartfelt, Hedgehogs, Hedgerows, Herbals, Wildness is our friend, Winter, Wolverines the wildest of wild ones | Leave a comment

The corvidae

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The corvidae The remarkable souls Clad in a black deservedly A sooty pitch Remarkably Sable and ebony Both good friends These feathered gods Their message sends Thoughtful edicts Near and far Their intelligence raises Eyebrows They are brilliantly noble Cleverly … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, birds and the environment, magick, The Sabbats and the old craft, wild birds, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

T REX

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The third of November seventy seven The day Mark Boleyn Found his heaven Gloria Jones and Micky Finn Those glam rocks days Out for a spin 29 years old was he Died at the scene We all agree A genius, … Continue reading →

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Robin the Robin

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Look at me on the fence post A regular gift My tiny warm breast Gives out a real lift On this coldest of mornings My joy is true I am Robin the robin And I love all of you x

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Sweetie

Posted on January 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The little cat was getting on. in human terms some say She was passed a hundred and twenty years Long time ago and away On the furthest county On a farm where she did play And now she was findings … Continue reading →

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Hastowe Lane

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A January afternoon Cold and crisp and dry A bright blue sky above us all The wind making me cry Bitterness that’s smothering Sitting waiting, I Watched a number of joggers Passing puffing panting All sorts of tight pants and … Continue reading →

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RSPCA farms

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

RSPCA farms Some of them awful Cruelty lots of it there How come it’s happening They should represent Prevention of cruelty Of course that was meant Now to find out Many farms apparently Didn’t care as much And the animals … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, Emotional Poems, Farming | 2 Comments

Salisbury Plain

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Sarum Plain Dr Salisbury Plain An elevated expanse of chalk Where in the eye of man can see These massive broad green downs Now be What lies beneath this historic veil All manner of English relics free Neolithic accoutrements To … Continue reading →

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Gestation prison for the raped

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Gestation crates A hovel idea Saving space for the farmer Who produces such fear Raped and imprisoned Whilst pregnant poor soul Sleeps where she shits Not a pigs role Model I assure you As clean as can be

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Wild one

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A pensive little character Hoping that the wild Home that our god placed him in Will never be defiled Every soul created Has a genuine place And We all share independently What is the chosen space All fed as is … Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, Animal Rights, Emotional Poems, Environmental Poems, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, Hedgerows, Humanity is a shithouse, Lack of understanding, Night time and the tree cover, Trail hunting, traps and snares, Tree's that I am close to, Wales, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Piggy

Posted on January 2, 2025 by Rex Tyler

He sits in a bin Once a sweet loving soul Owned by a farmer Out of control Able as a consequence To murder a hog To not see its value Somewhat like a dog A family member Not a body … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Farming, Pigs, Plant based, Plant milks, VEGAN LIFE STYLE, Vegan Lifestyle, veganism and me | Leave a comment

LLanberis waterfalls

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Fairly close to the mountain railway Snowdonia by name A ten minute walk or thereabouts A waterfall of fame Follow the signs it’s easy Down a slippery track And you will hear that energy What is quite the attack Mossy … Continue reading →

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Molestation in the Faroes

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s a blood bath Each catch Whole families we see Heads cut off guts ripped out How can it be Mothers with babies Fathers there too Grand mothers witnessing Molestation it’s true

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LLanberis

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

All those long years ago In a place full of light Mountains and waterfalls Into the night Dinorwig Quarry And some 3000 men Worked like the clappers For hours maybe ten Snowdonia’s vista Happened around Where so many sheep Gobbled … Continue reading →

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The Breach

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Flat and calm An ocean blue The breach happened Was it overdue Spangles on a rainbow theme The great whale flipped And it would seem To excite the man In his small row boat Despite the swell He was still … Continue reading →

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