Category Archives: Tree’s that I am close to

Stillness

Posted on March 29, 2023 by Rex Tyler

The Beech a bark A skin of old Yet looking smooth As if rolled In a smooth emulsion Revealing much A pigmentation An intense touch Lacey twig like branches Build A source of light An honest yield In stillness it’s … Continue reading →

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Crows on my Beech

Posted on March 27, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Three crows on my Beech tree The sunshine on their backs Having wings to reach the heights Such sunlit boughs attracts Vitality and feathered souls Who climb and with fur balls play The squirrels and the long eared Hare below … Continue reading →

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Pines

Posted on March 25, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Sheer pines Pure symmetry Oxygenators clarity A peaceful montage A wood of souls We breathed their scent And enjoyed our strolls

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Plymouth 3

Posted on March 16, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Plymouth and Nelson History was made Today in 2023 The council made their raid On trees, on green wild oxygenators Thrust their almighty axe Tore the life out of us all So they are the facts Plymouth sawed down 100 … Continue reading →

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Plymouth 2

Posted on March 16, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Reached a silent sanctuary 100 trees supposed 2b Enlivened by the sordid air But the council they were there Vicious violent vehemence Actually it mean’t no sense Sordid sanctimonious silence Their despair divided we Death the darkest ever damning Plymouth … Continue reading →

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Crab apples let’s plant some

Posted on January 22, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Pollinating partners for a the good old apple trees loved by birds and nature An old countryman agrees Selfless thoughtful mindfulness Caring for futures you Understand the wild souls love and logic And I do Have such respect for carers … Continue reading →

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Snow white out of sight light

Posted on December 12, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Physical energy zestfulness We feel the exitementment white out there be an intensification a mettlesome light trenchant and forceful and incredibly bright    

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December and the Copper Beech

Posted on December 3, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The structure stands demanding Of the air Bourne the great Tree A mass of Lacey twiglets Now it’s leaves are free Matted neath it’s branches In the neighbours drives That smooth trunk holds such majesty It’s how it all survives

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Crow boys

Posted on December 3, 2022 by Rex Tyler

We are in December The Beech just feels bare The crows are significant now sitting there I feed them often Most seemingly say they shit on their cars I ‘m a pain but they are free To shit where they … Continue reading →

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An average tree’s lamentation

Posted on November 26, 2022 by Rex Tyler

How did that trunk feel sliding Into your back passage You totally arrogant bunch of hell raisers The glee on your faces until that point When the great tree tipped forward And the undergrowth became Their reality That instant agony … Continue reading →

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Loggers detestation

Posted on November 25, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Helping a wonderful tree That has grown over the years Fought the wind and the rain Watch the human fraternity The truly insane Those lacking wonder Stony indifference Irreverent shits Inadequate arses Should be torn to bits By the weight … Continue reading →

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November’s fae time

Posted on November 25, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The glistening of sunlight on leaves All a spiral The November shuddering tugging away At the last semblance that lacy adorning Brimstone and sulphur on this blue sky day Slated grey boughs search upwards on tip toe As a lowly … Continue reading →

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A pea soupy sky

Posted on November 24, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Bucketing down from a pea soupy sky Bashing the window glass I’m in the dry But it’s cold, energy off A chill really deep down A fluttering silhouette A copper Beech crown A vicious vile wind In Berkhamsted town

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Joyful refrains

Posted on November 22, 2022 by Rex Tyler

I am a Copper Beech In a poets garden I look in his study No plea or pardon It’s late November A bright crisp blue Sky above me good and true Spangled golden leaves hang fast Whispering melodies of the … Continue reading →

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21st a November a Monday

Posted on November 21, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Belligerently some of the leaves Are hanging on really and A vicious wind heaving gusts It’s hard to understand How leaves grab hold the branches not wanting to fly Getting a real buffeting By a grey and angry sky

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Beech tree splendour in mid November

Posted on November 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

I have a Beech before me It’s copper leaves on fire The sunlight depicting wondrously q Of its varied hues I cannot tire The wind has stolen some of them But those still hanging fast Are beautiful and golden As … Continue reading →

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Trees

Posted on October 2, 2022 by Rex Tyler

An ancient yew An age old oak Have seen it all Have heard every joke Expletives too And history Lived the seasons Yes all through Philosophers you bet they be Out in the wilds For ever free At their feet … Continue reading →

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Twilight forestry

Posted on September 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Silhouettes apparent A masquerade perhaps Unrecognisable figures Ensconced in twilights wraps Daylight disappearing Into recesses of our mind All the secrets coming out At cross purposes I find

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Leave the oaks alone

Posted on July 30, 2022 by Rex Tyler

We can sit up in the wondrous boughs And feel the agony Century old figurative trees are lost and we can see A violence carried out by the State the planners and those who Signed up to the destruction That’s … Continue reading →

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The insanity of NSW and all for woodchip

Posted on July 25, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Ashamed they are Advising don’t spread the message far What they do in NSW the forest yes they scar Rip out oxygenating trees for wood chip Councils there are clearly in denial Just how insane they are

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Logging beautiful forests the mayhem of monsters

Posted on July 25, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The lack of wonder Resident in the government Of NSW Over its needs to clear forests Of wonderment Of awe inspiring beauty Such irreverence Such stony indifference

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Hot sun and its stress on front garden trees facing south

Posted on July 18, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Cherry tree leaves forlornly Hang downwards clustered they Rock out in the blazing sun On this Summers day Sun kissed burnished branches In the shadow of the Beech Resplendent in its coppery gown Where both roots do reach Comforting each … Continue reading →

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Poor old tree

Posted on May 6, 2022 by Rex Tyler

the trunk was hacked off by the crazy builders and i asked for it i just lthought That I would stand it in the sunshine in my garden to watch and to see the life force which is why   … Continue reading →

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The Tree

Posted on March 26, 2022 by Rex Tyler

Look at that splendid oak tree ripened with the many years its stood there advertising its massive strength  and its willingness to purposely provide an induspensible refuge for so many souls to hide moth caterpillars the maidens blush loves the … Continue reading →

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Dehesa (a vast landscape of unbelievable design)

Posted on July 23, 2021 by Rex Tyler

A vast array of miracles a montado  so to say agro sylvo pastures an infinite display Southern and Central Spain and Southern Portugal a heavenly crafted Natural World we see Wildness at the forefront green and glowing packed with birds … Continue reading →

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The time of day

Posted on November 25, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Lacy branches Leaflessly Allows the November Sun to be Hiding gazing Meditation A bird or two Find their salvation Black of feather Underside of slate and purple Far and wide Defiance in a daring way Challenging The time of day

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Holly (wood)

Posted on November 24, 2020 by Rex Tyler

A tinne a bar of iron Forged deep in a fire Using holly the charcoal A chieftan would he tire God of thunder A warrior whose spirit Males intent No nobler tree In all the wood Evergreen was meant Flowers … Continue reading →

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My Hazel Staff

Posted on October 17, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Poetry and intuition Thats my Hazel staff An affinity with water From ancient woodland Half as olde As One Methusela Mercury its deity Its gender being masculine Ruled by the sun Where heat is free Good for wands And divining … Continue reading →

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The Copper Beech healing

Posted on September 29, 2020 by Rex Tyler

There is light in the branches A magic I see Reparation salvation The Copper Beech tree The salt of the earth Of virtue and grace A spangled aura owning its place On Bridgewater Road Its stands supreme So much anticipation … Continue reading →

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The Birch

Posted on March 25, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Birch the silver shadowy soulful Sentinel survivor A scout that surfaces sooner Than most trees let me say It can face up to wintry wildness Being wholly versatile It grows all over the temperate zone And has done so for … Continue reading →

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