Monthly Archives: March 2025

An infant lizard climbs over a human hand

In the pink this little soul Enters a new world Created by an unknown force Somehow it be hurled Into our shared existence Nuclear devices Pesticides and dreadfulness And it’s us who roll the dices     it happened in … Continue reading

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The ruminants are the innocence

Comforting the baby goats Tiny innocent souls Nudged and kissed  by full grown cows Taking on the roles Of perhaps, the  angels in the grass Up against the giants who Share with them love and tenderness And some icy dew

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Attempting to ride a camel who is more exhausted than you

The problem is that those too lazy, to walk Their eyes don’t see The hurt, the fright, the weariness Which is frighteningly Obvious to the  angels,  but to the bitter man Who only cares about himself Since his world began

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A mother bird with her chick chatting with each other

Mum and daughter Clearly love A sharing caring From above Beyond the human paradigm A beating heart For all of time

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The English Oak is never a joke

Wooden ships and wooden houses Stand the test of time Those oaks that were not utilised Are worthy of a rhyme The oxygen they generate Against the modern air Riddled with man made chemicals And polluting everywhere

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On the right side of the dashboard by a kitten

Brutally inquisitive A nice lean kitten looks Just the perfect breakfast This great bird with long hooks Beady eyes a glowing The kitten inside the car Snuggling saying her prayers Today she is the star

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Piglets anonymous

Guilty of profounder thought Than the executioners who Treat them like dead beings Within a torture zoo A farm a truck a holding pen Observe their fear and pain Piglets rich in innocence From them there was much to gain … Continue reading

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Glastonbury

Rich in saffron splendour Sparkling in the night An aura of surrender In context it felt right Welcoming the star parades &those who had made the climb To survey &appreciate This very special time together Up there on the Tor

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Protection of the grand hive

A kind of collective resonance In built a creative design Godly in its performance It surely is a sign That warns a sick observer Preparing to risk much more To actually taste the honey Dripping from the core 🐝

Posted in A country tale, Bees, Breathing in colour, Clothing in the magical style, Countryside wisdom, Duty of care was always there | Leave a comment

A fox in Spring when the little birds sing

It’s an earth Where residing has always been A cavernous haunt In the bowels of each scene In the Spring as the leaves swiftly do Unfold& the blossoms create The true sense of old That’s when us Foxes Enjoy Spring’s … Continue reading

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Frail observers

So frail So at risk From the threats of the elements Who in their right mind Would say they deserve To be in an air fryer Cooking for the table That Only the meat trade Would try to enable

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Sky born

A moon maiden shouldering sanity seeing A starlit embrace A supercharged way Not merely where milk ever ran Through the channels But planetary forces Up for grabs From today

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Animals receive care with such amazement

Hands on sweet loving The trust and the bond Manipulation All souls are fond Of the gratification The feeling one knows Comfort and gleefulness Right down to one’s toes

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A baby elephant romping joyfully

Joy we feel it is exuding From a baby on the run Politics and crude excelling All it feels today is fun Romping through tall grasses Exceptional it’s daily jaunt Innocence you can feel the laughter This baby and it’s … Continue reading

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Elon and Tesla

Modernistic space ageistic Cars of elegance so bright Tesla builds machines of beauty Spacious species of the light They came to earth from a genius Whose mindful Encouraging the brightest star Sitting in the glorious heaven Elon we know who … Continue reading

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Coming up to my birthday

Last April I remember it snowed on my birthday a favourite season of the year when Nature seemingly enchanted by the offerings seems purposely made for me Ashridge  admits to changing imaginatively I see and hear the wilder songstress somewhere … Continue reading

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Ostrich and the fashion houses

Imagine creating an Ostrich A beautiful highly strung bird Flightless but can really run Remember my every word Imagine who created this miracle And why Hermes and others have them murdered Painfully they die Yes ask your selves now why?

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Wild life corridors

Corridors of wild flowers Glyphosate no more The filth is in our urine In our bodies yes we store All these dangerous herbicides That kill off wild life too Let’s go back to wilding It’s the only thing to do

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Arrogance at calf level. When draining bodily juices

Total disrespect for life And of course for creation Hanging calves to drain Their bodily juices An operation Pulled out of the sickly farming Strategy of ignorance Ugliness personified Torture in the extreme

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Where is truth

Where is truth When manifesting lies That creep&crawl Lost in a maelstrom of desire Where one might over haul The light of an injustice Inveterate & cold Sunken in a icy stare Searching 4the gold Of stardom in one’s darkened … Continue reading

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Van Gogh

His bright blue eyes they saw the world In myriad perceptions a quiet man in so many ways enjoyed his own reflections   loving flowers and  leaves and stalks of collecting natural thoughts an artist he was sensitive just quietly … Continue reading

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Tungurahua

Tungurahua or throat of fire a strato  volcano  where its in Ecuador  near Banos It’s massive soul does share an ominous commitment having burst from within its core many times apparently a factor to not ignore   it towers over … Continue reading

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Spring lambs just look at them go

Bouncing skipping baby lambs On the hillside with the rams In the sunlight leaping here And there and upwards Each does share A life force soon to be taken away For your fresh cooked loins and legs

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Glastonbury. (Withering daffodils)

The daffodils came early Eager to be seen At the base of St Michael’s Tower Around the grassy green They had struggled since the Winter In the icy loam But by now they felt just withered Deciding to go home

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Expressing more humility for the underdogs of society

To sink to the lowest denominator Searching4ways2hurt those who should be Protected&helped not left on the street Where so much unfairness we see Government weakness evident Disablement is never planned Helping the underdogs really makes sense Humility let’s take a … Continue reading

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Horse racing breeds owners who abuse to win

Rogues and vagabonds Clearly Own horses and we see Them reforming ugly acts of Awful surgery Trying to inflate their chances Of winning all the way Torturing them and helping To kill them every day

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To be or not to be

Where is truth When manifesting lies That creep&crawl Lost in a maelstrom of desire Where one might over haul The light of an injustice Inveterate & cold Sunken in a icy stare Searching 4the gold Of stardom in one’s darkened … Continue reading

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Let the children dream

Lovely children Their future looks Happy truthfully Daddy cooks A wondrous meal of future’s he Brings love and care to the family A genuine balance the children seem To actually prove Their will to dream

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Increasing their profit they make chicken sit and soak in their own urine

Poultry farmers clueless It’s profits all the way The chickens are the prophets Which breeds utter dismay And so we cram the blighters in Sitting in their pee Then their killed and eaten What the chicken eaters never see Haha

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Pilot whales whole pods slaughtered by the inhumane

The Faroe Islanders Trying to show Ancestral prowess As we know The Viking hordes These souls are not The murderous killing This time has got Evil such archaic I’ll Pilot whales

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