Category Archives: Hedgerows

Wintry hibernations

Hedgehogs and dormice hibernate They are built that way As are Bats, a date In their psyche tells them The time is right To go to sleep For that real long night Safe and sound Energy wise As humans we … Continue reading

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Wild one

A pensive little character Hoping that the wild Home that our god placed him in Will never be defiled Every soul created Has a genuine place And We all share independently What is the chosen space All fed as is … Continue reading

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Happy Cows

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

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Lost for words

I am lost for words Over shooting birds Beaters beating Concernedly bleating Simply flying Ne’er denying Sadness seemingly Blasting lead shot Upwards outwards A vast wall of toxicity Red grouse, partridge Feathered beauties Shot down sadly Torn apart Some will … Continue reading

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Slow down through the forest

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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BE leaves

Autumn’s just showing us Winter soon will Darken the evenings And of course, will chill The air in the mornings And all through the night When the wild folk will shiver And not with delight As leaves turn to golden … Continue reading

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Pakistani coal mining with donkeys

Slaving in this modern day Man and donkey What we see In PakistanThe chakra wai Mountains Kahar it’s a place now where Men and donkeys lack of caution Audaciously are all aware 10-12 rounds of fetching coal Descending thousand feet … Continue reading

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Ivan Chai

The Russians love their Ivan Chai Rose bay willow leaves This plant grows almost everywhere And actually achieves Much regenerating the earth And giving back A lot of real protection We all are under dear attack Glyphosate a herbicide Over … Continue reading

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My front garden

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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Fox day

They are a worldliness A true incarnation Wild as the winds That can blow With a notion To call on the cosmos In so many ways Heavenly bodies Who won’t stop to amaze Anointed with wisdom Vital and true Living … Continue reading

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In the land of the Giants

In the land of the giants For Hedgehogs you see We live in your world Surprisingly It’s awfully dangerous Because we are small We walk very slowly We do as a rule Humanity sadly Seldom does share So We the … Continue reading

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It is love

Jetster a male cat Sufficiently mentioning His needs apparently Life kind of censoring Close to his lady A meeting of minds No truer perspective A glance at the signs His pattern of living Habitually Getting up hunting Sleeping a free … Continue reading

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Hedgehogs how sad we are

Glyphosate and Slug Pellets Are not a nice hors d’oeuvre Maybe they kill the wretched slugs But none of us deserve The outcome really, hurting Such impropriety It’s transgression in the monent And illegitimacy It’s also most discriminatory As many … Continue reading

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Donkey serenades

What are they thinking Out in the shine Tasting the wild plants So so divine Crunching on hay In the hours of the day Dreaming of yesteryear With so much to say The solace of friendship The countryside round Being … Continue reading

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Harry the Hedgehog

Hedge hog harry The famous little hog Who creeps about the woods and vales and sleeps under a log Anywhere there are dahlias there are earwigs wiggly sods They don’t get in your ears though and do have there own … Continue reading

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Fireweed’s immutability

A glaring example And variability A rocking plain y Fluid instability A restlessness occupies Fluctuation mobility Flashes of purple In my minds eye Chopping and changing Wavering high She be a weathercock Under the sky Changeful and mutable Never the … Continue reading

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Golden grasses on the Dorset Downs

Golden grasses wildness shines Miraculously all of the signs Of godly progress of truth &soul Variety a simple stroll In2the fields where good is great Where the air is clean It’s not 2late 2preserve &forage & note the need 2copy … Continue reading

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Cub hunting

They are what they are Indiscriminate creeps They call themselves hunters Their identity reaps Their portraiture stinks One small caricature A complete contradiction Ambiguity thinks Irrelevant people That’s who they are Incongruous louts Who think that they star As leading … Continue reading

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Challenges

The League Against Cruel Sports A charity of hearts Of fouls of the angelic Who fill their chosen roles Fighting off the hunters Breaking the true Law Hunting with their dogs Hunting cubs and Deers A war Is carried out … Continue reading

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Bracken

I have to say That Bracken can be very very toxic It’s out there growing wildly To be sure Animals and human beings Have to watch it, carefully In honey it is Risky Testing it we must test it much … Continue reading

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A white splash

The miracle of ermine Of whiteness all aglow Of gentleness and valour Where the tiniest grow Together a true artwork Just below the knee Much stranger than fiction It’s where it ought to be

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Donks serenade

Jack and Jenny in the paddock Feasting quietly feels to me Peace and quiet is at the height Of life to day extraordinary Fresh sweet grass. From a floral Backdrop Bird song on the ear Folly’s really is so special … Continue reading

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Frost

Yes jack’s gone on his holidays And blossoms search the sky Soon replaced by fruiting bodies The feathered minstrels ply The striped tinnabulation The pollen gatherers they Striving to find nectar As a means of extra pay

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Bluebells and the soloists are wild foxes

Where the lovely bluebells ring Is where our darling foxes sing A heavenly woodland choir is heard And above it all the lands of Bird The imagery the conceptualisation My wildest dreams are their salvation.

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Our friends the Hedgehogs

Spiny And golden And tiny And cute Known as a Hog Never a brute A small ball of loveliness Aching to be hugged Never mugged Enigmatic they be A veneer of deception Hidden perhaps But honestly folks The nicest of … Continue reading

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Dandelions

Big on the roadsides and parks In orchards they are everywhere Yes they leave their marks Around the countryside in April Breaking up the soil Adding lots of calcium Do we respect their toil Bee’s and Butterflies prosper From the … Continue reading

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Heavy Raindrops

Heavy Raindrops drenched in hail Spring flowers buffeted might they fail Elegant tulips blossoms glow It’s cold enough it seems to snow A sky of porridge dripping grey Beech leaves born this month The day Welcomes coppery Lacey leaves The … Continue reading

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We are the felons

All we ever do with Bee’s Is take advantage We don’t say please We steal their bounty Day after day Take their treasure And go away Leaving refined white sugar there Fondant causing such despair All we ever do to … Continue reading

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Pink Floyd be inspired

Weaving winding wild expressions Searing mindful dark regressions Soaring upwards soaring sideways Silent missions to the moon Voices coming wildness numbing Spirit moving sort of grooving Someone soon Waves us on to higher pastures Drags us through a forest glen … Continue reading

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Angry man

Expletives rendered A heart of cold A frosty resentment All this rolled In yuletide splendour Discordantly Unmelodious harmony

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