Category Archives: magick

Neolithic burial site

Posted on June 8, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Elmet & Agbrig hill fort long barrow Huddersfield.   I view with consternation the want to place a cafe on and around a Neolithic burial site away from sacredness and true respect the  inconsiderate would spoil outstanding beauty just because … Continue reading →

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The Jackdaw Brothers

Posted on June 7, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The Jackdaw brothers are on my tree tasting the cherries they  want to be tasting the juice sugary sweet with caps on their heads it just feels complete watching the boughs  being weighted down letting them share going to town … Continue reading →

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Chickweed

Posted on April 15, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Stellaria Media ruled by the  Moon of Feminine gender water  we soon see them couched in a small clumps of green love and Fidelity Something  to glean carry a sprig hold it in  your hand good in love spells Helps … Continue reading →

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Amanita Muscaria

Posted on April 12, 2022 by Rex Tyler

a fun gi I met in the forest a red cap had little white bobbles he called himself Walter Fly Agaric a jester his magic we see on stormy nights when the lightening smites the forest and cracks down a … Continue reading →

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“Moonwort” also called Herb twopence

Posted on March 20, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The Moonwort also Sunshoe Horse a tiny little soul likes to grow on heaths and dunes in open woods the flow of energy apparent feminine it be ruled by the Moon from high above honest there’s the key its Powers … Continue reading →

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Rubus 3

Posted on September 30, 2021 by Rex Tyler

A Rose by any other name a trailing perennial, she grows well with abundance its how we all could be She was  given a truthers spell in her second year bears fruit with barbs that signify caution at her root … Continue reading →

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The dandelion

Posted on May 26, 2021 by Rex Tyler

Thoughtfulness And lateral thinking Comes to mind when we Watch a baby gorilla Pick up and flower And be Fascinated with its form Its colour and its scent Perhaps a spot of daydreaming He clearly is content A kind of … Continue reading →

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“Teddy”

Posted on April 17, 2021 by Rex Tyler

Rainbow Bridges Tranquil ridges Tree lined hedges Floral ledges “Teddy” he passed on last year On his hill not far away Folly’s Farm outside Berkhamsted Where all of his dear friends did stay Sue she managed all the donkeys And … Continue reading →

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Seen in the Chiltern Hills at Ringshall a tiny hamlet

Posted on April 17, 2021 by Rex Tyler

A counter charm cometh One warm April day Where Beech and Oak stand guard And one’s personal rhythym May hover they say Seeking truth Between awareness and ignorance we Its the realms of consciousness That we suddenly see A spirit … Continue reading →

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A chat with the wild ones

Posted on April 13, 2020 by Rex Tyler

This is the second one Of the new series A chat with the wild ones Light hearted and true Rosemary grows Just outside my window And sharing the magic As it is,it’s want to do All the plants, trees and … Continue reading →

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African muti medicine

Posted on January 6, 2020 by Rex Tyler

The Zulu’s Have a word for it Muti it’s derived From the word UMUTHI The roots that have survived Deep in Southern Africa Where magic is said to reign Where the izinyanga operate And many more attain Knowledge weird and … Continue reading →

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Columbine (aquilegia)

Posted on April 9, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Its been around since time Began Indigenous they say It used to be called The culfrewort or pigeon plant its way appears to me Enjoying of the ancient climes Steeped in mystery Its kind of in abundance In my garden … Continue reading →

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Scotland the Naive

Posted on April 3, 2019 by Rex Tyler

The mountain hare Is so aware Lives high Where their heads Touch the sky The fairy folk In the dew soak They are magickal And hear the call Benevolent Such charity Their responsiveness In parity With the mountain climes With … Continue reading →

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No greater love story

Posted on March 22, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Betulaceau a family tree A lover for life Extraordinary Admiration for one so bold A prodigy on it I am sold Enigmatic a surprising tree Who loves the fen lands And there they be Feet in the water Peat saturated … Continue reading →

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Fae

Posted on October 11, 2018 by Rex Tyler

The raggity aggity fence and gate Blown by the wind and far from straight Higgledee piggledee up into The forest trees of every hue Parasols their yellow brown scales A delicacy that never fails Over the hills and far away … Continue reading →

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Shanay Timpishku(boiled with the heat of the sun)

Posted on June 24, 2018 by Rex Tyler

In the Mayantuyacu Sanctuary Where the Ashaninka be In the Huanuco high forest A tributary Of the great soul AMAZON A boiling river does Flows 4 miles through the forest The earth arteries they buzz A waterfall and massive pools … Continue reading →

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A witches curse

Posted on February 27, 2018 by Rex Tyler

A curse upon a licentious sod Who clearly did her wrong To one sweet witch who spread her curse And felt it should belong Unrestrained and promiscuous Showing disregard For her and her heartfelt tendencies So when he got his … Continue reading →

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There is nothing common about the raven

Posted on February 16, 2017 by Rex Tyler

They mate for life Each serenade Bonding as they do A song bird And their every word Is love their lifetime through Tis true the wolves and ravens Are the sages for wise they be Master mentors mindful And their … Continue reading →

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Come with me

Posted on February 12, 2017 by Rex Tyler

Come with me will you To a place where so few Eyes could have spotted her beautiful form Where she just set the scene And was her own storm A magickal soul Who just did belong Who could run with … Continue reading →

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A wolf and a boy

Posted on November 27, 2016 by Rex Tyler

A wolf A boy The innocence of childhood No preconception there Injustice never entered The narrow minded stare There is no unintelligence Discretion is the tool Appreciativeand measured The discovery of all Persauded by ones destiny To befriend wild souls … Continue reading →

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NOKOMIS

Posted on September 16, 2016 by Rex Tyler

The thunderous drums of NOKOMIS crash down From the sky As her great light comes filtering down We are woken wondering why The new corn moon is radiant Each moment shock waves flow THe romance of the coming Autumn really … Continue reading →

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Aradia’s chant

Posted on June 14, 2013 by Rex Tyler

a drum beats out a melody the coven comes alive masks and dancing maidens a shrillness doth survive the darkness spreads its shadows the Danube spreads its wings Buda and Pest are sleeping as Diana’s magick brings all of us … Continue reading →

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