Category Archives: magick

JKRowling

Posted on June 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A very creative magical soul Caring and thoughtful And in control Conjuring tales Of magicians and the fey An imagination to blow us away A women with sense A women who cares From the pit of her soul A women … Continue reading →

Posted in magick, Midfulness, People I have observed | Leave a comment

Known as the little people

Posted on June 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The fourth and fifth centuries Long long ago Twas Irish folklore That many still know The Sidhe Beings, the magical tribe All supernatural They primarily imbibe The ways of the underworld Fungi and flowers Nectar and honey Which gave them … Continue reading →

Posted in Faery, Gemstones, Goddesses, magick, Midfulness | Leave a comment

A Sunny thought on a rainy day

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In the heart of a purple flower Just the place to stay an hour Pollen rich Good for the hive Nectar of heaven How to survive A stinging result Serving us all A snap shot of nature The hero sits … Continue reading →

Posted in A tearful Rose, Animal Rights, Bees, Benefit system, Breathing in colour, circular blossom ends, Coutryside meanderings, Day break, Environmental Poems, Flowers, Food, Freedom and what's happening to it, homelessness and its perils, honey, Insects, magick, Pollination | Leave a comment

A blooming cycle suggesting much

Posted on May 30, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Flower power Feel it see it so A cycling sensation Serenity on show Sensational stability Blossoming desire Petal power predominates With purposeful attire

Posted in A country tale, Appliances, At the edge of a Dawn, Clothing in the magical style, Coutryside meanderings, Day break, Dreams, Flowers, folly, Green Energy, Herbals, magick, Midfulness, N ewcomers to the garden, Odes of the moment, Recycling, Soul sister, Spring Flowers, STREET LIFE In the fifties and sixties, The Arts and Culture, The crafte, The muse, womens issues | Leave a comment

Butterfly faeries

Posted on April 19, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A butterfly faery A beautiful soul One of the special ones She’s there to console The old and the lonely And of course the poor With Her wonderful powers Who could,  want for more

Posted in Butterflies, Faery, Feelings, magick | Leave a comment

Loving oneself

Posted on January 30, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Loving oneself a case study in Loving one’s thoughts That so do underpin Emotion devotion that potion Of soul Believing achieving that inner control Writing it down in a poetry form Blogging done quietly Keeps the soul warm Happiness follows

Posted in Heartfelt, Love and respect, Loyalty, magick | Leave a comment

All heart

Posted on January 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

How right that is A muscle of soulfulness and care Of love for one as beautiful No one can compare As our eyes close forever No light can we see Remembering remembering her 💔

Posted in A burial, Duty of care was always there, ethical pointers, Feelings, Heartfelt, Love and respect, Loyalty, magick | Leave a comment

The corvidae

Posted on January 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The corvidae The remarkable souls Clad in a black deservedly A sooty pitch Remarkably Sable and ebony Both good friends These feathered gods Their message sends Thoughtful edicts Near and far Their intelligence raises Eyebrows They are brilliantly noble Cleverly … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, birds and the environment, magick, The Sabbats and the old craft, wild birds, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Skeletal

Posted on November 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Her skeletal thoroughbred Moves gently through The forest of darkness and light Which is true The blueness of winter The hoar frost is white A frailty personably Whose ride feels right

Posted in A likely story, Bones, Horses, magick | Leave a comment

Keith Behan

Posted on October 15, 2024 by Rex Tyler

How inciteful and encouraging For tHe predicament that I Find myself now enthusing over Asking myself why Coming to you to energise My spirit so to say Calling on your mediumship To Encourage me today Working on my feelings Inducing … Continue reading →

Posted in magick, People I have observed | Leave a comment

A clean sweep

Posted on September 21, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Sweeping changes Are required From politicians who Throw their dirt on others Clearly clueless to The besom and the flighty lasses Who once ruled the roost Cleaning up the stables Which Gave us all the boost We needed Thank you … Continue reading →

Posted in magick, womens issues | Leave a comment

Wild friends and the sabbing experience

Posted on September 8, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Out there a sabbing Protecting Wild friends Gentle, it never ends Feeling their spirit Sucking in air Where foxes are threatened We want to be there

Posted in A not my king story, Ethereal Poems, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, magick, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in Breathing in colour, cats, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Flowers, magick, N ewcomers to the garden, Odes of the moment, Snails (Escargot), Spiders, veganism and me, Weather Patterns, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Candle flight

Posted on September 1, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Matchstick men climb candles Flames of long ago Actually waxing lyrical As part of their show A sort of ascension A gloriousness on high It’s all done very quietly In the twinkling of an eye

Posted in magick | Leave a comment

A donkey remembers her

Posted on July 29, 2024 by Rex Tyler

His serenade Such wonderful music Captures the child’s heart And maybe our soul To love a sweet animal Whose just reward Is priceless it’s one That is met with accord

Posted in Donkeys and working animals, Duty of care was always there, Emotional Poems, magick, Old family values | Leave a comment

Pink floyd

Posted on July 6, 2024 by Rex Tyler

An amazing group Of miraculous souls Who carved out a genre With specific roles Of generational magic who Created music wonderfully true Spaced performance The stuff of dreams Creative producing Reams and reams Of subtle persuasion And beautiful ways Of … Continue reading →

Posted in magick, Musical Bric-a-Brac | Leave a comment

Psychic gardens

Posted on June 13, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Psychically the herbs will grow Where your need is strong Look around your garden edges Confirming I am not wrong Vibrations of the heavenly kind In situ that will blow your mind

Posted in magick | 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

The Fae perchance

Posted on May 23, 2024 by Rex Tyler

The dancing Fae Have flown away To climes where magic lifts The earnest spirit into realms Sharing wondrous gifts Of beautiful emotion Devotion through and through Dancing under spells of laughter Beautifully with you

Posted in Explorers and Visionaries, Faery, Feelings, magick | 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 →

Posted in Activism in art, Ashridge, Berkhamsted, Clouds, Countryside wisdom, Coutryside meanderings, Forests and wild places, Fox Hunting, foxes, Freedom and what's happening to it, Fun in the park, furs and the fur industry, Gamekeeping, magick | Leave a comment

Trees

Posted on February 19, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Hawthorn Hart Believers Plant trees Whose occult power Realise their healing strength An ethereal bond is how Under a tree A good place to rest one’s head and doze Enlightenment is obvious It’s where the spirits pose Questions heaven and … Continue reading →

Posted in magick, The fae, The Sabbats and the old craft, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends | Leave a comment

Good night from Sarah

Posted on February 2, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A black cat on my bosom A magical embrace Spells spring forth extraordinarily If you could see my face Every night a joyous time Poetically divine Adding to each fervent blog Beautifully on line

Posted in Activism in art, Dreams, Duty of care was always there, Feelings, Goddesses, magick, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

The children share a great Ray’s expression

Posted on January 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A great sting in his tail we know But children do not see They feel the love From up above And give it so freely Shared they are spared And knowing actually there’s a need

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing in colour, Christmas Stories, Emotional Poems, Feelings, Love and respect, magick, Manta Rays, Ocean, OCEANS And water courses, philospher, Secrets within us, Unrequited Love | Leave a comment

To my son

Posted on December 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A precious first son Whom birth was my wondrous gift to our universe He lies in a hospital bed Recovering A mother who nurture’s and loves Feels the pangs of uncertainty but knows His worth and his strength was born … Continue reading →

Posted in Love and respect, magick | Leave a comment

Winged one’s

Posted on December 17, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The wonderful lustre of winged ones Sharing the etheric light Is what life’s about in an instant Which should be an empirical right Our soft and desirable cuddle Lifting the hearts of us all Soft and persuasive adorning Might just … Continue reading →

Posted in Activism in art, Emotional Poems, Faery, Feelings, Goddesses, magick | Leave a comment

Glastonbury in December

Posted on December 8, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Decembers light On a cold frosty morn A crescent moon winks Seemingly Dawn Comes with a brilliance Exciting each hue The Tor looks resplendent In this early view The camera reclaims The beauty that’s there St Michael’s tower That we … Continue reading →

Posted in Glastonbury where mystery and realiity meeton the crossroads of benevolence, magick | Leave a comment

Raven eyes

Posted on October 24, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Raven eyes I do surmise It’s quite a prize To idolise The feathered crew As others do A handsome few Now all in view.

Posted in birds and the environment, Forests and wild places, Goddesses, Humanity is a shithouse, magick, Magpie | Leave a comment

Three witches

Posted on October 23, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Three beautiful witches Magical beings Beautiful infallible pitches One sings About a small bird And she blows a fine flute And she plucks her guitar And gets to the root Of me and my poetical stanzas It seems Drives me … Continue reading →

Posted in magick | Leave a comment

Sharing the magic together

Posted on October 10, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The grass sits beyond us The soft dew remembers Sat with the wind in our faces We know It’s Hawthorn Hart To be part of the magick Is joyously pleasing Sharing thoughts I now glow

Posted in magick | Leave a comment

Archie

Posted on October 7, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Archie came from Ireland Several moons ago Point to point And now retired from all of that A glow His age and his experience Being loved and cared for, He Will soon be coming To Hawthorn Hart A place where … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, Breathing and pollution, Breathing in colour, Horses, Macrobiotics, magick, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment