Category Archives: A country tale

One for the birds

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A creator of birds Was quite lost for words He engineered their wings To fly Freedom important That’s how they did it But ignorant man He knew why He shuttered their being For he was all seeing Caged them And … Continue reading →

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The winged engineer

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The concept of the honey bee a dainty creature obviously a tireless worker honestly Collecting nectar  consequently engineers with inspiration foraging across the nation in point of fact they are our salvation pollinating  by creation   six sided cells with … Continue reading →

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Since I have been vegan millions have died

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Arrogance surfaces GODS gifts are thrown Into wheelbarrows Bad seeds are sown Imagine these babies Their mothers around Stolen and dumped Just like sacks on the ground Unwanted victims Suffering so Tearful and wanting Their mothers

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A Brock’s Lot

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Badgers Bruins even Brock’s Three names for them, they Are our wildest brethren At the butt end of each day They build their setts in quiet spots And life for them ought be Ancient in their eminence Why do governments … Continue reading →

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Showing kindness to the animals

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A dose of femininity A clean escape where we See animals enjoying life And so expressively A lass creates their haven Really helps them to Realise the gifts on offer Are there’s and it is true

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One morning in Cambridgeshire

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Reality in a wisp of light Open a day supreme A sunrise that is capable Of creating a living dream Dulcet tones and colours Soft and peaceful hue’s Ely is remarkable Now isn’t that good news

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A wild streak in him

Posted on March 29, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A prudent little face he has And eyes that sparkle, He Is able in his foxy way To honestly now be So uncompromising ready to accept Treats It’s hard not to fulfil his needs When He’s so adept

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Foxy boy

Posted on March 28, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Wary of strangers Hiding he be The fox in the bushes Eyes peeled seemingly Aware of the vastness The shadows the gleam The sounds of the human Is it all a dream Or is it reality Someone tell me It’s … Continue reading →

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Somewhere in Cambridgeshire on the river Ely

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Solace utter peace and quiet A silent boat strides through Sunrise it’s is no surprise What Cambridgeshire can do It’s gentle soft embraces nature born of Spring Songbirds hear the trilling And the happiness they bring

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Ecuador

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Ecuador land of my dreams land of my birth my paradise I be a brown faced Spider Monkey critically endangered now critical hectares of forest being destroyed  and this is how   the residents, the animals the  indigenous peoples And … Continue reading →

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House building

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler
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The ruminants are the innocence

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Piglets anonymous

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Protection of the grand hive

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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 🐝

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A fox in Spring when the little birds sing

Posted on March 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Animals receive care with such amazement

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Coming up to my birthday

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Wild life corridors

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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Spring lambs just look at them go

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Rex Tyler

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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My beloved Hare

Posted on March 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hare coursing is forcing The beautiful hares to run People who go hunting with dogs And call it fun A wildness brought this Angel To live here long ago And dipping into hell is vile As lots of people know.

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Sheepishly we offer our love to you

Posted on March 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hear us please listen if we have grown Older just slightly We so love to be Picking out wild flowers Our lives are our own We love natures pictures So why don’t you care Why do you torture us Arn’t … Continue reading →

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Being relaxed

Posted on March 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Upside down The way to go When sloths can dream What’s down below Who cares The land of nod is here And she can sleep It does appear

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Hunting is against the law so ban them Once and for all

Posted on March 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

These hunts appear invisible It appears to me They are hunting outside The law And do it seemingly The law turns a blind eye to it It’s about the countryside But killing innocent animals however it’s denied is evil It … Continue reading →

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Wild garlic

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In canopies Of tree lined splendour The garlic wild A child may be Calling forth the solstice message A truly healing reverie It’s subtle scent It’s glorious fervour Adds splendour To a Springtime jaunt Dusted with a cool emotion And … Continue reading →

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A lame cow crying on the way to the slaughterhouse

Posted on March 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

She’s remembering the calves she’s lost They all died be4her It’s her turn now Life of a cow Cut short by pain &grief Continually raped & tortured Her life beyond belief 4 milk 4 veal 4leather Kidnap yes she knew&now … Continue reading →

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RSPB

Posted on March 20, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Because of-course their hearts are not In the right place Its the pot Of game they are after It appears Wild birds certainly my Dears Get the nod apparently I look at them disappointingly

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