Category Archives: Odes of the moment

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

Conscription

Posted on May 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Rishi’s idea Is bound to spark fear In 18 year olds He wants them to go Be conscripted alas Fight any wars Children en masse Political flaws The light blues exclaim It’s all part of the game

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Birthday message, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Conscrption, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Migrants, Odes of the moment, Topical News Stories II, Wars, world domination | Leave a comment

Loss and consumption

Posted on February 12, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A heart shattering moment One’s pet lost to the world Chopped up by the family In essence the soul hurled Out of its existence To paraphrase a time Of the most upsetting happening Recorded in a rhyme Consumption the emotion

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Animal Rights, Animal sacrifice, CHINA food obscenity, Death and Dying, Dogs, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, EAGLES and their world, Emotional Poems, Extinction, Food Processing, Humanity is a shithouse, Odes of the moment, Sadism, thoughts of friends who have passed on | 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

Japanese Embassies

Posted on November 1, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The Embassy Knows of the sea Knows of the dolphins And where they be I have stood outside And bellowed long Knocked on their door Explained how wrong They are they were They have always been Told them their fishermen … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Aquaria or watery zoo, Breathing and pollution, Captivity, Dolphin drive W banging boats, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, Fushing aggregate devices, Humanity is a shithouse, Ocean, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

Elephant shooter

Posted on October 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The ugliest cretin An arse with a gun Sitting there smiling Under the 🌞 The proudest yet saddest Picture we c Is the 🐘shot through And dead tragically A beautiful animal Up against man A insolent rotter Who should face … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, activism, Africa, Animal Rights, Elephants, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Man unkind's graphic torturing of various souls, Odes of the moment, Topical News Stories II | Leave a comment

Octopus Day today so they say

Posted on October 9, 2023 by Rex Tyler

I have suckers but I am no sucker I’m not a blemish on time I posture with some affectation In the depths of the ocean sublime Reassured there is a future Not some vast farm up above Where relentless control … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Activism in art, Animal Rights, Octopus, Odes of the moment, Secrets within us | Leave a comment

Which Witch

Posted on October 3, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Ritual and riches The magic of desire Forestry divided The ability where fire Fills our hearts with wishes With the chill of true desire A certain madness in the air Of which no witch shall tire

Posted in Activism in art, Emotional Poems, Love and respect, magick, Odes of the moment, Secrets within us, The Arts and Culture, The crafte, The fae, The Sabbats and the old craft | Leave a comment

Lost to the world

Posted on September 30, 2023 by Rex Tyler

She who would abuse the very painful Body of a giant One moment roaming the countryside The next Cut down by a bloodied bullet Smiling into a camera For an ongoing memory The Giraffe in its tousled end game Stares … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Africa, Animal Rights, Giraffes, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Odes of the moment, Photography and general audits | Leave a comment

Shelter from the coming storm

Posted on September 30, 2023 by Rex Tyler

To be sheltered from the tumultuous storm Innocently bare The roof that had been sweet cover The family home we share A consequence of ugliness Bare foot in the dark Shivering yet soulful In your heart it made its mark … Continue reading →

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, activism, Breathing in colour, children and their plight in a adult world, Homelessness, homelessness and its perils, Homelessness and souls of the street, Humanity is a shithouse, Man unkind's graphic torturing of various souls, Odes of the moment | Leave a comment

Orang yoga

Posted on September 20, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The person of the forest relax in many ways After working during the day They go into a certain phase Of a sort of relaxation with exercise and rest A kind of orang yoga A kind of bodily zest It … Continue reading →

Posted in Activism in art, energy(developing new ideas), Odes of the moment, Orangutan(Person of the forest) | Leave a comment

Druidic leanings

Posted on August 18, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Ah countenanced as a druid Poet Long grey beard and wrinkled brow Slow of gait but rich of wondering Eternity is really how Countless words unfathomable meanings Thankfully good eyes to see Every facet of the journey That has become … Continue reading →

Posted in Animism, Channeled Works, magick, Odes of the moment, The Sabbats and the old craft, Thoughts/rambles/dreams/whatever | Leave a comment