Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft

Silbury HILL

Posted on February 10, 2020 by Rex Tyler

5000 years Up till today It has to be possible I have to say Measured in megalithic yards And witnessed then by possibly bards Who like me wrote down all that they saw The shimmering chalk rising from off the … Continue reading →

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My journey

Posted on January 25, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Life should be magical all of the Time The turning of seasons The cycles, each rhyme Profound for its impact On ritual where I Practice the sabbats and full moons That apply Solstices and Equinoxes Life on the land The … Continue reading →

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ROWAN this 21st day of January (Celtic tree month)

Posted on January 21, 2020 by Rex Tyler

The twenty first of January Saw the start of ROWAN’s reign Sorbus Acuparia the Mountain ash refrain As Winter retreats rapidly And the light begins to swell the sky Snowdrops push and prod and poke The goddess Brigid, shy Smith … Continue reading →

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Debbie

Posted on January 15, 2020 by Rex Tyler

All the team are with you Though maybe you cannot see us We all have our druid robes on Taking turns to be Loving showing our respect For our dear friend Who we all love Banishing infections In haste yes … Continue reading →

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Imbolc

Posted on January 13, 2020 by Rex Tyler

It’s all about light And the concept it brings From the sombre dusk gloaming It’s vibrancy sings The wonderful crocus and snowdrops That show Their dazzling glare Just like fresh fallen snow Foaming and waxen Fresh, as can be Imbolc … Continue reading →

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OUR BARD

Posted on January 11, 2020 by Rex Tyler

A hooded cloak of cherry Badges everywhere A grey beard matching tousled hair A bard whose need to share Words and compositions A preamble to it all A rich continuation To the writing on the wall A soothsayer of seasons … Continue reading →

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Wolf moon

Posted on January 10, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Packs of hungry wolves At midwinter tend to be Howling at the moon it’s said And that is why we see The first full moon Of this new year Called after their lament This a penembral Lunar eclipse Where the … Continue reading →

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Oghams

Posted on January 3, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Oghams when recorded on bits of wood or stone Was on one edge The stem line Right left diagonally And Also on bone The upward direction A sort of a code Tribal by inflection Not middle of the road 4 … Continue reading →

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Debbie

Posted on January 2, 2020 by Rex Tyler

A diamond plain and simple Polished facets shine Our Druid family flourishes With jewels upon the vine Like you my dear Considerate A kind heart all can see And now a trip to Guys A new year stunner obviously With … Continue reading →

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Forest of dean

Posted on January 1, 2020 by Rex Tyler

A gold and purple sunrise Permitting of a scene Out of some great classic novel Instead across the green Forest where the river wye Is angrily in flood Savaging the rocks below Which invigorates the blood Imbolc we have reached … Continue reading →

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Imbolc

Posted on January 1, 2020 by Rex Tyler

In the belly In the bag Behold The hungry ewes are gasping Tiny bodies Wanting of their dues The hot and creamy liquid That nurtures and that builds Brigid patroness of flocks That frequents the green fields Motherhood and smithing … Continue reading →

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Yule

Posted on December 21, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Rollrights clad in an ermine lustre The Kings Men there from long ago They Formed a circle on a hill For a short spell as some may know Yuletide blessings the shortest day The longest night a sweet refrain The … Continue reading →

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Stonehenge

Posted on December 7, 2019 by Rex Tyler

An ancient neolithic and unique monument That shines a light out from the Salisbury Plain Every eye that sees it is drawn by it And feels the caring craftsmen and the pain They went to to align it with the … Continue reading →

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Wheels within wheels

Posted on December 3, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Solstices and equinoxes Mid points and between Rituals at the Neolithic Stones It’s where we have been Almost for forever Samhain Yule and Imbolc Oestra, Beltane Lugh Lammas Mabon And we all go Around and around we do We stay … Continue reading →

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Yule at the ancient henge

Posted on December 2, 2019 by Rex Tyler

We are witness to the ancientness That encompasses the soul The unique hues of Autumns past Just memories that roll Forward like the passing clouds Less colourful its true A mantle of slate grey above For Winters here and we … Continue reading →

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Gothic crows

Posted on December 2, 2019 by Rex Tyler

There is certain hero worship Between the crows today The frosty branches Crisp and white Sees consternation play Out each flying foray Wizards in a way Spectacular and observing About their grand display bewilderingly obvious They gasp they gawk they … Continue reading →

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Yule

Posted on November 28, 2019 by Rex Tyler

The henge old and ancient Has seen lots of souls Felt the weight of the many Exchanging their goals Admired even more Robed in many a hue Creating their circles It’s what druids do In the footsteps of ancestors Many … Continue reading →

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Rex the druid

Posted on November 26, 2019 by Rex Tyler

NAture is my mother The romantic past I do Reflect upon respecting Ancestors through and through The experience of earthly forms Protecting the sweet dew The megalithic moments So worthy of my view A pagan at my bosom The sun … Continue reading →

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Rollrights

Posted on November 15, 2019 by Rex Tyler

On a hill Looking over a patchwork of fields Down into Chipping A sky scape that builds Onto tales of the past Sweeping all who dare look and take on the myths From my little white book The sum and … Continue reading →

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Threatened damage to a Neolithic site

Posted on November 14, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Traffic flow through Chipping Norton HGV’s and air quality It’s been suggested a neolithic site Nearby substantially Should see the road Running north north west widened which ‘tis said Is a Way of improving Air quality And apparently has led … Continue reading →

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Thoughts waylaid by the great highwayman

Posted on November 9, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Distractions lead to actions Purposefully applied Behold the kalergi principles That surely are denied By The EU it’s domineering Bureaucratic stance Deleting sovereign nations With nothing left to chance Behold the controlling treaties stitch ups all the way Vast WiFi … Continue reading →

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Losing the skills of venery

Posted on November 7, 2019 by Rex Tyler

He who was skilled in the Ways of the beast All his waking hours Readily pieced together The ways of each wild forest Soul Who in Winter came forth In his unreserved role A hunter a venerer Keeper of game … Continue reading →

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Blick Mead

Posted on November 5, 2019 by Rex Tyler

A world of perfect synergy When time advents to soul When wildness stood majestic And where Each life form took it’s role Predator and prey create A balance to pursuit Trees were they an origin A megalithic root All sharing … Continue reading →

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ALban Elfed

Posted on September 29, 2019 by Rex Tyler

The light of the water Splash and tumble Out of grey skies thermal Skin The second harvest’s True abundance The wheel of life Ofcourse did spin Equal days and nights upon us Feast of gathering Earthly fruits Reap and heap … Continue reading →

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ROOPKUND LAKE

Posted on August 22, 2019 by Rex Tyler

In the Uttarakhand state of India Thirty feet wide and six feet deep A high altitude glacial lake exists At the bottom of mountains steep In 1942 a British Forest Guard Stumbled on the lake and took a look The … Continue reading →

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The PENDLE witches

Posted on August 21, 2019 by Rex Tyler

The more I think and the more I read The gullibility of the people The superstition and the true naivete The witches some were very old Living in the forest, they Clearly had their unique selling points But had to … Continue reading →

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The Arctic Henge

Posted on August 21, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Its happening at this moment In Iceland far away A huge sun dial to Stone Henge Already a display Of basalt columns growing Near Husavik we hear At RAUFARHOFN in the far North Clearly held most dear The arctic circle … Continue reading →

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Pompei revisted

Posted on August 20, 2019 by Rex Tyler

Archeology calls for application Unflagging efforts needed every day Working on the sites the teams Show patience Slowly brushing dust and crud Away Pompei site of the very big eruption Back in 79AD When Vesuvius erupted and in minutes The … Continue reading →

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WellowTumulus

Posted on August 16, 2019 by Rex Tyler

England proud and ancient MY country which still is Riding high though rocky It’s lost some of its fizz The EU unelected have Lessened it’s fortunes But referenda taken It’s all there in the runes Our history is a long … Continue reading →

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Rudston Monolith

Posted on August 13, 2019 by Rex Tyler

The devil supposed to have Just left it there A 40 ton gritstone From Clayton aware Somehow it got to Rudston and we think Glacial erratic Yes Possibly A Norman church erected after The standing stone Biggest around No where … Continue reading →

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