Category Archives: A country tale

Down on all fours

Posted on January 20, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Got down on all fours Stretch up to her tap It’s hairy It’s airy I let my tongue wrap Around and I suck And milk percolates Lumpy and smooth At alarming rates

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Scum of the earth

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Scum of the earth Not really worth Even a tiny bit of planet earth Hunters they say After their prey Any old day A killing way Scum of the earth Without any worth

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Snowdonia

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A marvellous National Park Breathtaking views we see Lakes and mountains Forests a huge vivacity Valleys, Crystal waterfalls Wondrous sights to see Wildness is apparent Wherever you be Feral goats and mountain sheep Are dotted here and there Able to … Continue reading →

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A wild vixen

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

She was in the wildflower meadow Sparkling eyes had she Seeing her was wonderful She stood there so quietly A consequence of spirit A capability In amongst the yellow flowers Her source of energy Well-balanced 2the picture Regularity of form

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Bala

Posted on January 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

North wales boasts the town of Bala An amazing lake we see Surrounded by steep mountains Feeding the river Dee A glacial lake so beautiful Apparently we hear A monster lives deep in its depths Called Teggie and it’s clear … Continue reading →

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Strangers

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In silence we find contemplation And a degree of concentration Be elevated to higher places Where strangers live with different faces Softly walk where wild souls might Have traversed in the dead of night

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The Birds

Posted on January 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Who truly confirms their amusement Is shooting Birds out of the sky With lead shot, heartless who Have nothing better to do With their leisure Than create a mayhem Their clueless, its true Relying on flying And dying A bardic … Continue reading →

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So young and yet so far off the path of empathy for animals

Posted on January 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

How amazingly sick A young child can be Clearly his parents taught him Tragically Put him on a path to kill to cause pain To the wildest of creatures How their death helps him gain Some future kudos As This … Continue reading →

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Animals feel wild animals were created for them to trap and kill

Posted on January 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hunters believe That creation has made Them living targets A selective parade Of wild family members Ready to be Broken and abused Their complete family tree Desecrated by hunting louts

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Encouraging children to kill animals

Posted on January 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Children trained in killing wildlife Often go on to be Hoodlums and destructive louts It’s not a certainty But aggression and hot tempers Seemingly surface and It’s best to love the animals And just try to understand

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A wintery breakfast

Posted on January 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Patience is a gift For donkeys who adore The wait for sharing breakfast And it’s always raw Maybe mixed with flowering herbs With our saliva, we Taste the softness and the sweetness It’s the place to be At Follys where … Continue reading →

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Bio solids

Posted on January 11, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The recent farmers stresses Made worse by Labour who Messed around with their inheritance tax And received a response which is true Farmers got so worked up They threatened to stop the use Of what is known as bio solids … Continue reading →

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Fox chat and Richard Bowler

Posted on January 11, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Out on the snow the wind bites my ears I am lucky with Richard Who loves me, my fears Minimised really unlike the wild breed Who are still being hunted It’s not guaranteed Despite labours promises The hunts carry on … Continue reading →

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Lancelot

Posted on January 11, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Lancelot the knighted one Our fluffy coated troubadour Gentle his ability Lightly on this world he traversed Softly walking sensationally Genuine and happy fellow Able to bring joy to bare Everybody loves Dear Lancelot A gregarious soul whose always fair.

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Snow melt magic

Posted on January 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Spectral starlit snowy droplets A hint of sunlit soul And the snow began its transformation Took on a watery role A wintry resplendence For wild souls near and far To come together resiliently And wonder where they are

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To consciously adapt to Winter

Posted on January 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Creative participation The godly creatures of the wild Living in the outside places Where the wind and water chases Snow and ice and darkness falling The Wintry it is their calling Some hibernate Some migrate adaptation Brumanation Diapause And even … Continue reading →

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Poor cow

Posted on January 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A warm hearted mother A once friendly cow She’s the smile in the farmyard But now ask me how After rape after kidnap And all else besides She’s off to be slaughtered For her flesh and her hides

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Fox hunting with hounds still doing the rounds

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Despite true sanity What do we see Wild foxes Chased and murdered They be It’s against the law But the many turn away Some even support The killings 🦊

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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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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 →

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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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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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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 →

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Hunters ought to be sectioned

Posted on December 31, 2024 by Rex Tyler

These so called posh hunters They think they can do Whatever they like It’s arrogance, through Everything everywhere White collar types People with top jobs With too many gripes Murdering wild life Ignorance rules In reality this lot are the … Continue reading →

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Horsey hold your tail up

Posted on December 31, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Walking with horses is kinder I feel Than riding upon them For them it’s not real The weight of our bodies It’s really too much The burden of dead weight We are so out of touch With their reality

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Oliver

Posted on December 31, 2024 by Rex Tyler

His life had been so unnaturally bad Farmed he’d been harmed Exclusively sad Beaten and tortured And broken and he Felt so exhausted Just never free To think like an animal Fear gripped his soul And now he was being … Continue reading →

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The fox and the coop

Posted on December 30, 2024 by Rex Tyler

You speak of a coop A prison where man Creates the innocent And his plan Is to steal their eggs Or sell their meat The fox you speak of Is not as discreet He is for his family Like you … Continue reading →

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Mother pigs so very sorry

Posted on December 30, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Our gift after rape Was a gestation crate Imagine the horror The realisation of fate She laid there for months On the goddess earth Waiting for her brethren 🐖 🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷

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