Category Archives: Soul sister

The King and the Pheasants

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Once it was squirrels Now it is pheasants Imported from France At a complete loss Not found in trees More often it seems Walking around Just there on the ground Easy prime ducks Killing them sucks As for the King … Continue reading →

Posted in Animal Rights, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, General Poems, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Pheasant shooting, Riches by far, Sea Birds and bird stories, shooting, Soul sister, Topical News Stories II | Leave a comment

Industrialised feeding from robotic machines

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Where is my mother Her richness gone A bloody machine To feed upon Man made hell juice Instead of her We the unloved What does occur In the dairy industry Profits high

Posted in A likely story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Dairy farmers criminals, Farming, Soul sister, The weaned do not ever need milk | Leave a comment

A significantly godly beaver

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

He wears a shirt That says he’s a slayer Of Beavers beautiful creatures Who Do him no harm not one iota They are environmentalists What they do He is a scumbag plain and simple

Posted in Beavers, Soul sister, traps and snares | 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

A raw deal for the female gestation crates became the norm

Posted on April 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Gestation crates Managing barn space Females undergo Tremendous inconvenience And are tortured As we know Man was glibly thinking The importance of his lot As for the pregnant sow you see That thought he never got

Posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Animal Rights, animals used for food, Ethereal Poems, Farming, Gestation crates, Humanity is a shithouse, Lack of understanding, Personal Hygiene and its consequences, Piglets suckling, Pigs, Restrains and torture equipment, Soul sister, Trials and Tribulations of an ongoing illness, Vegan Lifestyle, veganism and me | Leave a comment

Medieval torture in farming today

Posted on April 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Medieval torture Branding in the barn Unimaginative anger From the poet It’s no yarn It is pure and simply Evil through and through In the name of farming With heart and soul askew

Posted in Abandonment, animals used for food, Dumbed down and ghoulish, Duty of care was never there, Eating living beings, Humanity is a shithouse, Soul sister, Torture | Leave a comment

Sheepishly we offer our love to you

Posted on March 25, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hear us please listen if we have grown Older just slightly We so love to be Picking out wild flowers Our lives are our own We love natures pictures So why don’t you care Why do you torture us Arn’t … Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, A not my king story, Lambs and Sheep, Soul sister | Leave a comment

The snow moon’s influence

Posted on February 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Thoughtless vile individuals Out to kill for the sake of killing Clearly immobile in the presence of the angels Where there is engagement They are unwilling They pull back their bow And feel the flow Of energy stilling the life … Continue reading →

Posted in Abandonment, Angels, Animal Rights, Carers, Compassion, Criminality, Death and Dying, Disrespect of female animals, Duty of care was never there, Emotional Poems, Feelings, Love and respect, Love poems, Loyalty, Moon, Moons, Secrets within us, Sharing death, shooting, Sisterly love against all the odds, Snow, Soul sister, Sunshine and wintry Splendour, The fae, The muse, The Sabbats and the old craft, Thoughts/rambles/dreams/whatever, Torture, traps and snares, Unrequited Love, Venerable and respected, Where friends live, Wildness is our friend, Winter, womens issues, Writing and word smithery | Leave a comment

Soul Sister

Posted on December 27, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Something that is tangible Although I have never seen it Possibly a part of me That I may leave behind People say we all have one In many ways I live in hope The spiral of infinity That helps me … Continue reading →

Posted in Activism in art, Soul sister | Leave a comment