Category Archives: Grass

Seasonal workers

Posted on January 28, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The cycle of life Not death Dear friend Leave the leaves be The creatures ascend And pull into the earth the Fermenting food Which makes it more friable And then let it exude Organic angelic composting Green Leave it to … Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, Environmental Poems, Fungi, Fungi and plastics, fungus, Grass, Green Energy, Mice and rodents, MOLES, Mushrooms, N ewcomers to the garden, Organic harvesting, Peat, Plant based, Recycling, wild birds, Wild Deers, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in A country tale, animals used for food, Ashridge, Avebury, Bats, Breathing in colour, Carnivores, Chickens, chickens.ducks., Child exploitation, Crow boys and girls, Cub hunting, Dormouse dreaming, DUCKS, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, fungus, geese, Grass, MOLES, Moon | Leave a comment

Happy Cows

Posted on December 20, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Oakridge Dairy Connecticut The place where happy cows Do not get a look in For humanity has the powers To create in each a joyfulness Whilst creating a real space Of vastness made of concrete Which to me is a … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, Animal Rights, animals used for food, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Environmental Poems, ethical pointers, Farming, Grass, Hedgerows, Herbals, Humanity, Industrial management, Lack of understanding, Meat trade, Milk and its associated problems, Nutrition, pointlessness, Spring Flowers | Leave a comment

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