Category Archives: Breathing in colour

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 →

Posted in Breathing in colour, cats, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Flowers, magick, N ewcomers to the garden, Odes of the moment, Snails (Escargot), Spiders, veganism and me, Weather Patterns, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in Activism in art, Ashridge, Breathing in colour, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Death and Dying, Environmental Poems, Flowers, Forests and wild places, Rituals, The Sabbats and the old craft | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, animals used for food, Breathing in colour, Dairy farmers criminals, Farming, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts) | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in Activism in art, Berkhamsted, Breathing in colour, children and their plight in a adult world, Coutryside meanderings | Leave a comment

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

Avebury

Posted on January 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Avebury shines I see the signs The great stones A blue sky Moved by what is grandeur On this fact we rely Lovely to see the both of you Seekers in refrain There’s magic in the offing

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Blackpool Tower

Posted on December 30, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Fluttering orange netting Possibly a bit too much Christmas beer the betting Someone was out of touch Looking up the sunlight Played havoc with their eyes It looked like the tower was burning Somewhat of a surprise The fire brigade … Continue reading →

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Crow boy

Posted on December 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

His ebony garb His eye on the date He shines with a sheen Having to wait for yule all those glittery things to admire Sat up in the eaves Getting warmth from the fire

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Mornings

Posted on November 26, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The mainstay of mornings Light force desiring A foal on its own Frost seemingly A curdling whisper Alone all desiring On cylinders firing It’s big eyes we see Peering through thickets A roadway it’s fearing Endearingly staring And hearing the … Continue reading →

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Resounding

Posted on November 12, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Absolutely See it though with someone else A best friend would be good A time of sheer perfection With respect and love it would Enhance the very joy abounding And be Classically resounding

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Wolves

Posted on October 28, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Wolves are special, see through that maze They Live in packs a family phase Brave and boisterous belligerent too A king and queen together do Run and master the life all chose Success ahead I do suppose Wild and ready … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Breathing in colour, Environmental Poems, Fictional stories harming wildlife, Freedom and what's happening to it, Ghost Stories, Warriors from the medic circle, Wildness is our friend, Wolves | Leave a comment

Cow thinking

Posted on October 26, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A lovely sky Warm damp grass Wild flowers The sweet bouquet Here I sit in paradise But soon must go away Humans want my skin and bones My flesh my milk my all A white paled fence A pretty outlook … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Breathing in colour, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Farming, LEATHER, Milk and its associated problems | Leave a comment

Pigged up

Posted on October 21, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A captive bolt Is the result A gun to warm the brain To smother like no other To shrivel and to drain Every sodding life form Every part of good A captive bolt Is the result And just does what … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Breathing and pollution, Breathing in colour, Death and Dying, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Food Processing, Internal Environments, Pigs | Leave a comment

Archie

Posted on October 7, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Archie came from Ireland Several moons ago Point to point And now retired from all of that A glow His age and his experience Being loved and cared for, He Will soon be coming To Hawthorn Hart A place where … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing and pollution, Breathing in colour, Horses, Macrobiotics, magick, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Horley

Posted on October 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A crescent Moon A clearing in a tongue of land Was where At the extreme North West Of Oxfordshire on Warwickshire’s border share On 8.27 acres Of level paddock land Slightly acidic based rich soil On clay I understand At … Continue reading →

Posted in Activism in art, Breathing in colour, energy(developing new ideas), Ethereal Poems, Faery, Flowers, Love and respect, magick, Moon, Rituals, Secrets within us, The crafte, The fae, The Sabbats and the old craft, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wildness is our friend, womens issues | Leave a comment

Shelter from the coming storm

Posted on September 30, 2023 by Rex Tyler

To be sheltered from the tumultuous storm Innocently bare The roof that had been sweet cover The family home we share A consequence of ugliness Bare foot in the dark Shivering yet soulful In your heart it made its mark … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Breathing in colour, children and their plight in a adult world, Homelessness, homelessness and its perils, Homelessness and souls of the street, Humanity is a shithouse, Man unkind's graphic torturing of various souls, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

Marbling among mermaids

Posted on September 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A Neptunian embrace mermaids adopt Sleep can be deeper interference stopped Shell like persuasion a decorative way Of improving the sleep pattern every day With chilling affect a desirable mode More than a patterning A sort of code of ethics … Continue reading →

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Doctor I am in pain

Posted on September 13, 2023 by Rex Tyler

I went to see the Doctor Ten minutes on the clock She proved to me she has a watch And I am one of her flock We want your blood 4 vials or more It’s thinners that we need Why … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Anti Drug Poems, Breathing and pollution, Breathing in colour, Death and Dying, Experimentation, Lockdown anomalies, Medical | Leave a comment

Infertility

Posted on September 13, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Women are suffering Inadvertently The diet of many So destructively Their fallopian tubes Clogged up with fat Cholesterol and mucus That’s where it’s all at Conception is ruined I conclude it was mean’t Hamburgers and tuna The eggs that we … Continue reading →

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Transgenic

Posted on September 13, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The mice have been altered Gene-designed friends Biotech arrogance No one defends Two Rhesus Monkeys Cloned embryo cells Monsanto was present The new Witch like spells Identical embryo’s Cattle soon will Be cloned each one exactly A shivering chill Goats … Continue reading →

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Cows know

Posted on August 26, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It’s not all grass It’s wild herbs too I forage wildly Why don’t you Knowledge filed away In me If I feel off colour Then I can be Self medicating

Posted in Animals I have met in the veterinary, Breathing in colour, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Forests and wild places | Leave a comment

Socrates

Posted on August 24, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Socrates a man of thoughts A mindfulness he clearly sports A strong belief a sound regard A wordsmith akin to a bard On hills he stands delivering Poignant narratives that just bring The hackles on one’s neck alive In truth … Continue reading →

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Tree lined

Posted on August 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A tasteful construct That seemingly sucked Graced with the waste On which some food we taste A hollow perhaps At the sight of the sap From the tree’s heart Did lap The cry of the bough With the silence of … Continue reading →

Posted in Animism, Beavers, Breathing in colour, Ethereal Poems, Self mutilation and arrogance, The Sabbats and the old craft, Tree's that I am close to, Trees our silent friends, Unrequited Love | Leave a comment