Category Archives: Illusions

Blue bell time

The forest rings out Merrily It’s gentle melody Communicating spring time Through the woods we see Into the forests eerieness True Indigo and woad Lapis lazuli thrillingly Lightening our load With Great sheaths of dancing blueness Carpeting from afar Startling … Continue reading

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Bison looking on

He wasn’t expecting to lose his trousers He had the gun after all He was expecting to ambush the critter Wanted to feel the great fall Hear the strong breath escape to the sky Wanted to hear the great god … Continue reading

Posted in activism, Africa, animals used for food, Bison, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Illusions | Leave a comment

Heads up

The slaughter truck The view we see It stick its head Out tragically It can’t get back All it knows Is it’s life of love As the wild wind blows Successive souls Realise their roles

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal sacrifice, animals used for food, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Food Processing, Horses, Illusions, Love and respect, Love poems, Nutrition | Leave a comment


Exemplary The night sky Beyond the St Michael’s Tower Starlit serendipity Music on the hour Dreaming I be dreaming Of Glastonbury where The Tor and where once Avalon Provided us with air

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Kings Nympton Devon

Out hunting foxes Masters of deceit With hounds they have brain washed Being the elite Posh people and all that Countrymen they Believe they have rights At the end of the day Saddled up groups Ready to run Chasing the … Continue reading

Posted in A not my king story, activism, Farming, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, furs and the fur industry, homelessness and its perils, Humanity is a shithouse, Illusions | Leave a comment

Illusions via Sweden

Illusion or intrusion Politicians they attack our freedoms So selfishly into our souls they play Havoc with emotions Oceans of alien sorts Rivers of blood Polluting the mud And making light of our thoughts.

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