Category Archives: Coutryside meanderings

Easter Lambs

Posted on March 18, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The Meat Trade Sells infanticide A criminal pursuit Murdering my babies It’s evil at the root Tiny little babies Innocent and sure Stolen form their mothers For Easter

Posted in A country tale, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Captivity, Coutryside meanderings, Death and Dying, Disrespect of female animals, Emotional Poems, Farming, Food Processing, Humanity is a shithouse, Lack of understanding, Lambs and Sheep, Meat trade | Leave a comment

A truly wonderful Goat

Posted on February 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Admiral psychology a professor of sorts This clearly amazing individual A penny for his thoughts Is clearly under rating him For deep within his soul Exists a perfect being Who is utterly in control.

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Deers come to my window in the garden

Posted on February 1, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Sadly they don’t come2 close 2my place But if they did& wanted something I Would try 2find out how that I could help them And help them after all under the sky We all r beings created by a The … Continue reading →

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Miliband eyewash

Posted on January 28, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hares Deers and Foxes Mean nothing alas Solar and windmills A sterile morass Kill off the countryside Replace it at will With what causes blackouts And each energy bill Going Through the roof

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A mothers lament

Posted on January 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Kidnap is nothing 4 those without feeling A Mothers lament leaves relatives reeling A farmer continually dealing in strife Creating the need &ending a life 4profit 4subsidy that’s what they do Go 2the dairy u will know it’s true Buy … Continue reading →

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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 🦊

Posted in A country tale, Abandonment, activism, Animal sacrifice, Coutryside meanderings, Cub hunting, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, furs and the fur industry, homelessness and its perils, Humanity is a shithouse | Leave a comment

Bird and a cup of something

Posted on December 30, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Yea for one Under the sun When the crazy day is done Birds can whistle Some can sing With a cup of something It can bring The best out of the Bird life and Who knows Spread across the land

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Words do matter

Posted on December 14, 2024 by Rex Tyler

To murder That it be Entertainment Says it all Says it all for me Killing animals Killing birds Abuse and insanity In other words

Posted in A not my king story, Animal Rights, animals used for food, Badgers, Chickens, Christmas Fayre, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, MOLES, Rabbits, Retards of the first order, shooting, WEASELS, wild birds | Leave a comment

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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The sheep

Posted on November 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Wherever there’s greenery On the aprons we note There’s sheep bold and hardy Woolly of coat Their legs clearly able To gradients go Steeped in tradition And feeling a glow A contentment to wander The bogs and the dry To … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Farming, Grass, Lambs and Sheep, mountains, Organic harvesting, Sunshine and wintry Splendour, Wales, Walking, weather irregulaties, Weather Patterns, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

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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I had no say in the matter

Posted on October 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

They tagged my ears An indication I was their victim My time had come What had they Accomplished A whole lot of horror For me death was imminent And I had no say

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Coutryside meanderings, Freedom and what's happening to it, Retards of the first order, slaughterhouses and operatives | Leave a comment

She Baited the sensitive one

Posted on October 12, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A bear born of the countryside A women lost in hate She goes into the animals yard She often leaves her bait She stinks to high heaven Attracting the poor bear Whose nose has told him something foreign Is happening … Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, Bears, Coutryside meanderings, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts) | Leave a comment

Badgers bruin Brock

Posted on October 11, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Labour manifestos Mean little as we know Badgers will be murdered A fact that seems to grow They are being shot at dawn Despite the promises made I love badgers they r wise Don’t believe the rhetoric Godly creatures they … 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

Badgers

Posted on August 25, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Under Labour Despite promises Badgers can expect The countryside to be at war To seemingly reject The notion it’s not badgers But tge way our cows are fed The chemical laced feed they get Which has surely led To weaknesses … Continue reading →

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Badgering

Posted on August 24, 2024 by Rex Tyler

There is a continued sadness A lack of understanding where Government sadly is I’ll advised And presents an onward scare Story about the wildness Of badgers that abound In quiet setts in and around the place Whose whereabouts astound So … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, Animal sacrifice, Animals I have met in the veterinary, animals used for food, Badgers, Corporate manslaughter, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Farming, Fashion and animals, Fictional stories harming wildlife, Glyphosate, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Glyphosate

Posted on August 1, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Glyphosate used at the rate it is Causes concern Much of it is made in China So we learn Not just the pure glyphosate But unknown chemicals too Consumption in a nutshell Might means the end of you

Posted in A likely story, A not my king story, Abandonment, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Famine, Farming, Glyphosate | Leave a comment

8.44

Posted on July 6, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A beautiful sun The restful of light From a wondrous blue sky Quietly alight With a sweet fire of Summer The trees looking still The forest holds many Young Deer who will Chance at a crossing As the moon comes … Continue reading →

Posted in A likely story, Ashridge, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Front and back gardens, Love and respect | Leave a comment

Definitely not our KING

Posted on June 23, 2024 by Rex Tyler

For the king to bring his awfulness To the foxes table He Doesn’t like the squirrels either Those souls running free Cruelty to animals, the fox the badgers they Make him a bloody patron Of the RSPCA A sick world … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Ashridge, Avebury, Badgers, Beavers, birds and the environment, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Cub hunting, Disrespect of female animals, Dormouse dreaming, Duty of care was never there, Farming, Fashion and animals, Feelings, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, HARES And red grouse, Hedgehogs, MOLES, Pheasant shooting, Rabbits, Racing, Ravens and crows, Red and fallow deers trophies, Red grouse, Red squirrels, rSPCA, Trees our silent friends | 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

Berkhamsted castle

Posted on June 21, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A splendid castle that has stood On fertile ground for so many years Kings and queens have exchanged dreams History no mystery A deer park such a fine idea No culling now,one has to say Murdering wild life there’s no … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, Badgers, Bats, Bees, Berkhamsted, birds and the environment, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Coutryside meanderings, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Forests and wild places, MOLES | Leave a comment

We must save our trees

Posted on June 13, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A tragedy of true vile dark proportions For sensitives who value right from wrong It’s blisteringly obvious that certain powers to be Sacrifice our noble trees so strong Councils full of the intractable amounting To ignorance beyond the fifth degree … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Criminality, Desecration, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, Forests and wild places, Logging, Politics, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends | Leave a comment

My front garden

Posted on June 5, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Little perhaps Clearly in the laps Of goddesses certain and free Beautiful blossoms wild as the wind Coupled with herbage that be Sustaining containing creating A purposeful valuable place Just full of vibrations of visionary spaces Where insects and others … Continue reading →

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Prosecco

Posted on May 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Prosecco pink and a chance to think A head buzz in the morning does Run rampage I Just can’t apply Myself to walking the King’s highway, why

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Profit god

Posted on May 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

It took ignorance and greed To set the scene around the farm The dairy cows the hours and hours When they came to harm Their beautiful digestion Wild grasses of the field Clover herbage even Spring Flowers Helped the constant … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Child exploitation, Coutryside meanderings, Criminality, Meat trade, Milk and its associated problems | 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

Desire