Category Archives: Coutryside meanderings

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 →

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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 →

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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 →

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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 →

Posted in Activism in art, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, cow hides, Dormouse dreaming, Duty of care was always there, Ethereal Poems, Flowers, Forests and wild places, Front and back gardens, General Poems, Goddesses, Hedgerows, magick, Odes of the moment, Sunshine and wintry Splendour, Trees our silent friends, wild birds, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend, womens issues | Leave a comment

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 →

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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 →

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

Desire

Posted on May 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Be inspired by Nature The solace of it all The mountains and the filtered air Through Summer into Fall The colours are exciting I soulfully desire What is indeed creation My ultimate desire

Posted in Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, energy(developing new ideas), Environmental Poems, Ethereal Poems, Explorers and Visionaries, Forests and wild places, Freedom and what's happening to it, mountains, Secrets within us, Skyscapes, Sunshine and wintry Splendour, Taiwan catching rare sharks, Travel, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Wild foxes

Posted on May 15, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Hundreds of descriptive odes come to mind Of the wise wily fellow Who does purposefully dine In a covey of hens In a ramshackle coop Clucking for England Making sense as they troop Seemingly actively chatting away The barbed wire … Continue reading →

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For the ignorant boy

Posted on April 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

For the ignorant boy It was easy to kill The creature that sat On the top of the hill There in the grass With his shoe he did smash The creature lay squashed Life, then death in a flash God … Continue reading →

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With eyes to see

Posted on April 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

With eyes to see And a heart to feel And a mind to know That outside it’s real My country states The need to fight To back the rogues And smell the shite I have feelings for This world where … Continue reading →

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Dairies are sicko operated

Posted on April 11, 2024 by Rex Tyler

You have to be a sicko To abuse the calves and cows Rape the mothers Kidnap the babies Farmers have these powers Of ignorance and arrogance And cruelty and pain They mistreat just every animal Again and again and again … Continue reading →

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Kitty

Posted on April 10, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The red door It was old and worn The Holy Trinity Church me thinks Lower Beeding Where’s this leading It’s magical It’s in the ranks of Poe perhaps Or even Stoker A family name upon the door 140 years before … Continue reading →

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The weather vane