Category Archives: A country tale

Nuptial flights

Today is one of those balmy days when the black ants do their thing appear from various crevices possibly to bring Us all a taste of  ant flights winged they peel away As a child I always remember it happened … Continue reading

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Thirst

A porcupine is thirsty Suffering so much His world has just gone crazy Humanity out of touch With the reality of wildness Someone though can see A creature needs some water And it’s given generously

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Terrier men

Terrier men it’s their title Part of the Hunt To be sure Insensitive creatures That’s if you ask me Bred on a diet of gore The fox known as wily A negative pose When really he is subtle and Has … Continue reading

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A kiss from an otter

A kiss from an otter A peck on the cheek That’s love at first sight That so many seek When compassion is shared Friendship will be As wild as the wind As we can all see

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For all our beloved Foxes

Wild foxes are the countries children Families of the earth Nocturnal angels in many ways In gold alone are worth A fortune to the wooden aisles Oft hunted as we know Trapped in snares and broken By the lowest form … Continue reading

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Having rescued a wild soul

Richard Bowler champions the foxes The one that he has rescued clearly does Hours of looking after Charlie Acting as his carer Working along with Nature There’s a buzz Surely it’s reciprocal behaviour Respect for wildness and to loving care

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Pear Tree Farm Spalding. 🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓

Lincolnshire a county Already stressed and worn Chicken sheds are everywhere Behold a raging Dawn Half a million chickens in 12 great sheds To be Housed there just imagine it What is a travesty Of any kind of justice It’s … Continue reading

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The farmers dog and all that

Killing foxes Killing birds Clarkson I am lost for words As for your pub The Farmers Dog Animal cruelty You can jog On mate

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The natural cycle continues despite the human beings

Swallows come and swallows go Feeding the family as we know Caring sharing loving birds Never ever lost for words Protective mothers each one knows It’s offspring right down to its toes Love in spite of the apathy That human … Continue reading

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A snap shot of Yorkshire

A winding lane just everyday Takes good hearts a long it’s way Over hills and wondrous dales Passed cottages and wondrous trails A Stream a gurgling foliage green The countryside’s meandering scene England has a wealth of soul With Nature … Continue reading

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Friends

All animals have hearts and minds They feel they care they share the lines Are drawn completely And we see A fox and a dog can happily Be true friends.

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Wild Woodbine

Several decades ago In the woods whilst a walking I was able to take a cutting Because In a clockwise manner It apparently was growing Succeeding in being Unbelievably knowing Of all things Of light, of the dark And surroundings … Continue reading

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A blooming cycle suggesting much

Flower power Feel it see it so A cycling sensation Serenity on show Sensational stability Blossoming desire Petal power predominates With purposeful attire

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Cregennan Lakes

Cader idris A giant was Once living in a time before The mountain And it’s hilltop lakes Ancient woodlands For all our sakes Dolgellau to Barmouth A 4 hour trek Rich and raw A circular route That excites one’s core … Continue reading

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Hellish heathens

Monsanto and Bayer creators they be Tragically magically and monstrously Aim at pollination the bumble the humble A flash of bright light and inglorious rumble A slave darting this way and that way progressing Pollen and nectar as rain clouds … Continue reading

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Snowdonia

It be August And the poet stares Across the mountains Singles and pairs Of Bilberries High elevations Many names And illustrations Wind berry also blay berry Heather berries too Huckleberries All these names Where the gorse and Heather view Stems … Continue reading

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Taste them hills and feel that force

To rapturous applause the river gurgles & we see A churning of the muddy hills and looking splendidly Able to wash downwards rivulets of sound A mist created landscape weighted with a ground Of much ness all performing suggestive of … Continue reading

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Where a cygnet can be safe

At home of course in Nature Close to a babbling brook A nest of reeds and softness A romantic knook Protected by some cover Solitude and soul A motherly direction Finds sensation and control

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The great pollination 🐝🐝

A voluptuous paradise Seething with softness Bouquets of miracles Rhapsodic senses Pollen rejuvenates Grasping each Bee Honest and goodness Hive activity

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A hive of activity

exotica magical blooming 🐝🐝 sense spectacular pollen extraordinary Enters a petal led world tasting  aroma The 🐝exerts majesty partly creation Soft warm inviting soft flowery comfort Buzzing with miracles hardly surprising Fly away 🐝 2 your hive generation   🌺🌷🌹🥀🌼🪻

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Wild Garlic as far as the eye can see

An aroma of life spreads over our land A generous cover we all understand The wildness the warmth the garlic it’s here With a sense of wild offering That forces a tear Out of poet and artist Behold such a … Continue reading

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More comments on the donkeys at Folly’s home of Rest

Head through the fence Look this way and that It’s true I am nosey It’s just where I am at Folly’s forever home It’s great to be part Of a friends house forever Built around ❤️

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The donkeys serenade

Shadowing each other When the sun is high Accompanying each other Up the hill we try To emulate each other It’s glorious to be All of us friends together Truthfully happily

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The breath

The breath of the vixen always warm always strong in the earth of my dreams where I felt we belong a softness a calmness a beautiful hue with our cubs we did share life that was new far away there … Continue reading

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Walking the Cotswold Way

Wildness in them hills Wild truest profusion blossoms We can see A wooden gate a tree lined date Of wonder a spent constancy Fae green glistening Cries of wild life bristling Fantasy and invigorate

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Spiders

I love spiders For me they do So much which is good and true Always on the web they be Architectural melody Big and tiny inside and out Some of us are in some doubt Why they appear in our … Continue reading

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Snares and traps. And our deceit

Leaving snares About the place Truly is a vile disgrace Torturing animals near where they live and die Why should they pay We invade their space And then achieve Broken bones and gaping sores Farmers and shooters get no applause … Continue reading

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Kangaroo skin protects kangaroos

It’s taken years Imagine the number Of kangaroo’s slaughtered It was no slumber Shot in the night Females as well Why use their skin On sports goods To sell An national hero A wonderful soul Animals right fights To take … Continue reading

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The River Derwent

Serenity feel it the river the sky Just wandering slowly Letting life fly By you reflections so peaceful and true a landscape to dream on And being with you Brings everything to life for me

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Foxes are still being hunted as govt and authorities know this

So much unawareness In the countryside People know it’s happening They have no place to hide Hoteliers and pub landlords Are supporting hunts we know And the govt are hopeless Letting hunting grow and grow

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