Category Archives: A country tale

Flies are everywhere

I have seen this unbelievably with chickens and with eggs Shit all over the floor and walls Over the animals legs Filthy dirty stinking places Even on their natural faces These farms are complete disgraces Meat and egg consumers it’s … Continue reading

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Yes I am a chicken

Yes I am a chicken a Hen and when i was born I was torn By the likes of  your men for hell is their worth And was where they gave birth in the stinkiest cage being there for an … Continue reading

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Some call it Hollywood

It sits in the valley surrounded by lots of tall firs and mountains that fly White facing houses All built facing the sun to the right down the valley Where The  old town, homespun of ancient acclaim listed buildings of … Continue reading

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Hetty in Autumn

She’s inquisitive is Hetty Observant through and through So aware of wildness And when the skies are blue She really does love Autumn The falling leaves of brown She comes into the garden And just knows the low-down On everything … Continue reading

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Welsh Lambs

Out on the hills of Snowdonia windswept and  wild eating where all sorts of wonderful herbage and fruits are growing with so much to spare we stay in small groups always searching for all sorts of food that’s around high … Continue reading

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Sea gulls are cleverer than you might think

The highest point in any place is the chimney pot its no disgrace That observant Gulls See a look alike and are sold On  a sort of watch tower really good to behold   Where dinner is coming from, And … Continue reading

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Storm Amy

The oaks and hazels took a bashing overnights activity roaring forceful such aggression And the winds-still howling honestly lying in my bed the whipping up of the night air rousing almost to the point of fearsome quite a frenzy  sounds … Continue reading

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Don’t call them packs call them families

Wolves are families Pure perfection Noble and deliberately Raise their young protect Their elders Ranging very sensibly Threatened by our dregs Apparently Godly creatures

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Acorns 2

It’s the end of September theres grey in the sky awelfa is basking in sunshine on high this mast year  is providing a bumper crop of Acorns all over the garden, no stop already sprouting a white slippery tail   … Continue reading

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An ear to the wolves table

Wildness having a sit down A chin wag so to say Talking up the issues in the wilderness today The threats from those on two legs brandishing their fire Attacking us from flying birds And Making our lives more dire

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A swans gone but a partner cannot stomach it

No swan song here A dirge maybe Love died that solemn day A partner in a long embrace Has seen to have gone away A feathered grasp a solitary Farewell she didn’t hear And all the tugging of his heart … Continue reading

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A sleeping fox dreams and so do I of freedom for all

So it would seem A fox May dream Of earths below his vixen too Paradise on earth for all Where hunter men would never fox The violent acts they perpetrate All of them be gone Sleeping here is wonderful Yes … Continue reading

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Fox sculpture from a fallen tree

What a beautiful artistic endeavour The wildest of foxes so remarkably clever The artist his subject such an idea Stood in a forest bringing folk cheer The animals frequenting where ever it be Must be blown away every time that … Continue reading

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Dairies

Humanity needs to steal your nutritional food And sell it after processing to its own kind Therefore mothers have to put up with kidnap of their darlings Responses are perilously close to breakdown in the mothers As they follow humanity … Continue reading

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A tragic tale

Subjected to it And rendered unconscious by it Bloodied trousers Give his game away Hints of torture Give way to finality An animal so deserves more

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Our story by one wild fox representing all of us

Wildness is our word We stay close to you In the woods in the countryside It’s where we do Our living in dens in the earth Where we stay With a vixen and cubs Being now made to pay For … Continue reading

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It’s great it’s a mast year. And I am Cyril the squirrel from the Wirral

Cyril the squirrel from the Wirral Lots of fresh acorns for me It is a mast year raising my squirrel cheer With the high winds it’s lovely to see A night time jaunt in the dark woods Acorns all over … Continue reading

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Leave my wild friends be

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Don’t blame the hounds ever

Humans and stag hounds Inveterate crooks Who half starve their canines It’s when their hooks Are deep in their minds set Cajoled in a way To break every innate gift

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South Dakota don’t they have better things to do with their time

Chasing mountain lions with dogs A cowardly bloody act that flogs Wild life and exceptionally These ignorant hunters they go free It’s tantalisingly obvious that ignorance Takes centre stage And SouthDakota allowing this It’s run by arses I would gauge.

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Foxes love to wild play

The cubs are playing silly buggers Amongst the crumbling stones Wild as Nature Prescribed for them Whilst the govt s backbones Are apparently weakening With Hunters still out there Hunting Foxes hunting Hares And Deers but do they care?

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Foxes still play in wild cemeteries

The ghosts of many Watch over our foxes Who frolic and play In the cemeteries aura Hunters still frighten The wild life and murder In amongst the wild plants And beautiful flora 🍄🍁🌻🦊

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I am a baby pig

I love my mummy I hope you do And she loves me I know that’s true I am a piglet A little soul I am often roasted whole A suckling pig Is it fair That many of you Do not … Continue reading

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Leave those sheep be

Sheep shearing piece working Frighteningly Put poor sheep through it All have to agree They are kindly they are docile Loving and true And the shearers They torture them that’s What they do

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The Douglas Fir

Today close up i met and touched the Douglas Fir in the family it’s the tallest so we hear brought to the United Kingdom in 1827 By a botanist  one David Douglas a tree that loves the rain where it’s … Continue reading

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The Coblynnau-Goblin Trail

The Mawddach and Eden rivers are truly covered by a gentle ride  with family its flat and worth a try from the car park a gentle upward path flanked by ancient trees huge great Douglas Firs energy to appease those … Continue reading

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Raining acorns

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It’s taken millions of years of hard work

It figures that there are Remnants of females in the fig Floral pollination The wasps are truly big On organising pollen grabs It’s not just the Bee Thousands of years of miraculous work And the parasitoids agree

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Grafting new life onto old

Passing on knowledge Sharing it all Wisdom is wonderful Being on call In the forest at grafting Sensationally This tip is progressive Consequently Thanks a bundle x

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Those who jettison their crap in beauty spots

Those fools who eject their muck All about Have acidic blood Without any doubt A sickness inside It’s who they be A good hiding they need And that’s honestly

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