Category Archives: Breathing in colour

Buttermere Valley, Yorkshire

Posted on April 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A gate obscures A perfect straight Of water from us How I would rate This splendid picture Of beauty where Crummock Water It’s all we share Buttermere Valley A stretch beyond To stand and dream And just be fond of … Continue reading →

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Floral persuasion

Posted on April 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A symphony of floral pinks Pretty ballerina’s who Dance in such profusion Sent here just to do What comes of being natural Colours from a dream That melts into the April light Much more than it would seem

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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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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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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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Sunday Morning

Posted on March 16, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Sitting in the sunshine above, a bright blue sky drawing my mums kisses gloriously I lie looking at the garden on the radiator just below mum is in the kitchen clearly in the flow its going to be a quiet … Continue reading →

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Uncontacted Tribes

Posted on February 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Busted: 5 myths about uncontacted tribes youtu.be/5EtFQNXMc1c?si… via @YouTube Let’s not be selfish Realise we Can make a difference 4the people that be Out in the wilderness The forests away Un contacted people’s Need2have their say Oil, logging, nickel Respect … Continue reading →

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Animals show their love

Posted on January 30, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The pure love of animals ❤️ youtube.com/shorts/5RfVZb7… via @YouTube Eating them no thank you Wearing them again No thank you Imagining their pain They have love to give us If we reciprocate Watch them here rewarding Us because it’s really … Continue reading →

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Fox hunting degenerates

Posted on January 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Innocent hounds Abused by those who Go out in the wilds the snotty nosed crew Many know intoxication and hate Chasing through hedgerows They often de b8 The need 2kill foxes The right is all theirs Excuses they have them … Continue reading →

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Lobster

Posted on January 11, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A creature of creative force Who delves in courage and freely does l experience the weight Of worldly magnificence And who doth placate Walks the ocean suffers much Able though to stay in touch Reality a painful end The lobster … Continue reading →

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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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The Breach

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Flat and calm An ocean blue The breach happened Was it overdue Spangles on a rainbow theme The great whale flipped And it would seem To excite the man In his small row boat Despite the swell He was still … Continue reading →

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Cowboys kidnappers the heartless creed

Posted on December 21, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The cowboy a kidnapper Ugly and evil Stretches the neck of her baby we all Saw the poor mother chasing heart racing She facing The inevitable Consequence

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Wales and the wonderful mountains

Posted on December 3, 2024 by Rex Tyler

10,000 years ago The mountains formed And seemingly Rose up to be counted The Welsh expectantly Any one who saw These wondrous rocky edifices Would in fact see what we see Look across the valleys How the summits do reach … Continue reading →

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Not every one

Posted on November 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Not everyone who speaks aloud Do I agree with There’s a crowd of people out there With differing views Fat checked by some Making the news Urging a wealth of great ideas Based on this and that On fears on … Continue reading →

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Slow down through the forest

Posted on November 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Another problem by foot down And speeding Through a dark forest Or quiet road at night You might hit a baby A pussy a crossing At least stop and check out Don’t leave us to die We also live here … Continue reading →

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Tradition that’s the wrong word

Posted on October 10, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The insensitive Those perilous fiends Joining the hunt And the vilest scenes Imaginable For the vixen who Hears her mates cries All down to you Ignorant evil Hunter he As naked and as purposefully Ride the steed Whip it’s back … Continue reading →

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Local chicken sheds don’t be fooled

Posted on September 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Humanity stinks For there in me thinks Genuine caring on a small scale Would be happening But it leaves me pale Terrible cruelty every day Behind closed doors The chickens pay A terrible price And how do we feel Seeing … Continue reading →

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The day after the stormiest night I can remember

Posted on September 8, 2024 by Rex Tyler

There’s some blue in the sky There’s some warmth in the sun The apples look swollen The figs do look fun The Bay has shot up The rhubarb leaves green Like collecting plates That truly have been The grapes many … Continue reading →

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Storm

Posted on September 8, 2024 by Rex Tyler

I cannot remember a storm so loud Unbelievable banging An impossible shroud Rain beating down Flashes of fire Demons in town It just felt dire My little cat As deaf as a post But like a banshee Seeing a ghost … Continue reading →

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Ocean creatures

Posted on September 1, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Commercial fishing practices Huge great ships that ply Scooping up with myriad nets Thousands of living fry Fish of every size Torn out of the sea Dragged onto these wooden decks And packed in ice Yes we Condone this violent … Continue reading →

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Our wild children

Posted on July 5, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Fair the well Michelle foxes doth dwell In a heavenly place seen as wild Going to earth there in lies their worth And dug out the wildest of child Receives such torment All it’s bold efforts spent Ingloriously left defiled. … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal sacrifice, Breathing in colour, Carnivores, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, Horses, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), traps and snares, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Foxgloves

Posted on June 22, 2024 by Rex Tyler

From the world of wildness Comes a flower Known as the Foxglove It has the power To kill to revive The heart of hearts From the depths of folklore It imparts A poison that is so extreme A gift of … Continue reading →

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We are a lamentable destruction

Posted on May 28, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Our inability to feel The others whose lives Are as real Consequently as we age Grasping straws page after page Realising that actually We have lost the plot And cannot see Or hear or feel that animals too Love each … Continue reading →

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Annabelle

Posted on May 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A hot May evening When I got back Exhausted by the ride The beautiful little maple tree Slightly to the side Of my garden where I saw A girl upon a swing Gently contemplating How clearly it did bring To … Continue reading →

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Bull shit or BS

Posted on March 3, 2024 by Rex Tyler

How much green grass Has the bull consumed on summer days Bewilderment personified Worthy of the praise Heaped upon digestion Strength reiterated Muscles glowing powerful It’s future elongated Born to die in abject pain Startled by the crowd A ring … Continue reading →

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A hunter whose after

Posted on February 28, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A hunter whose after A Fox or a Hare Or a Deer With the hounds Introducing Fear In the wildness where creatures Love where they be In an earth on the earth In the forest Freedom to range To drink … Continue reading →

Posted in Avebury, birds and the environment, Breathing in colour, Crow boys and girls, Duty of care was always there, Duty of care was never there, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), wild birds, Wild boars, Wild Deers | Leave a comment

The children share a great Ray’s expression

Posted on January 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A great sting in his tail we know But children do not see They feel the love From up above And give it so freely Shared they are spared And knowing actually there’s a need

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing in colour, Christmas Stories, Emotional Poems, Feelings, Love and respect, magick, Manta Rays, Ocean, OCEANS And water courses, philospher, Secrets within us, Unrequited Love | Leave a comment

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