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Wales and the wonderful mountains

10,000 years ago The mountains formed And seemingly Rose up to be counted The Welsh expectantly Any one who saw These wondrous rocky edifices Would in fact see what we see Look across the valleys How the summits do reach … Continue reading

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The sheep

Wherever there’s greenery On the aprons we note There’s sheep bold and hardy Woolly of coat Their legs clearly able To gradients go Steeped in tradition And feeling a glow A contentment to wander The bogs and the dry To … Continue reading

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To all Deer hunters the world over

Hunting stags Is wrong all wrong The countryside says so These so called dead eyed shooters The world needs them to go Chasing beautiful specimens Pumping up their fear Honest folks the rest of us Must now say No do … Continue reading

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Pesticide

The use of plant milks is everywhere For years and years those more aware Of the dairy horror And baby cows Through health and whole food Increased the powers Of retail and of vegans gradually Who Used such products actually … Continue reading

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My front garden

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

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May

A wild and natural guardian we see them everywhere The hedgerows and the lay byes Festooned with cream and ermine share Such fragrance realise The gorgeous scents around The wildest of wild perfumes That anyone has found Woven its Natures … Continue reading

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For the ignorant boy

For the ignorant boy It was easy to kill The creature that sat On the top of the hill There in the grass With his shoe he did smash The creature lay squashed Life, then death in a flash God … Continue reading

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Sustainable

For them it’s a an effort A slam ditch last effort Sustainable palm oil For me it’s a con The rainforest energy There’s nothing like it Created by god An abundance for sure Medicinal trees A wealth of medicaments Sustaining … Continue reading

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Autumn

Adorable Autumn A peaceful acclaim Serenity beckons A beautiful flame Of glorious tree leaves An amazing stream Full of generous wildness We all can redeem From Lynnes pure photographs She captures so well The wonder of being and seeing

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More of Yarrow or Millfoil

Millfoil or 1000 leaf Commonly grown about One of the medicinal herbs With a curative clout In ditches fields and lanes Canals and dabbling brooks Mythology I’ve read about it In a lot of books Achilles son of Peleus A … Continue reading

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Archie

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

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Golden grasses on the Dorset Downs

Golden grasses wildness shines Miraculously all of the signs Of godly progress of truth &soul Variety a simple stroll In2the fields where good is great Where the air is clean It’s not 2late 2preserve &forage & note the need 2copy … Continue reading

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Golden chanterelles

They adore the mossy areas And love a squall of rain Followed by three days of sunshine From it they do gain The life force of each moment And under Douglas Fir And sometimes Oak they spring to life Their … Continue reading

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Organics bio dynamics macrobiotics

So many know they come and go They sell out to those who Make money first As if they are cursed But that is what they do Bright ideas buckets of tears Organic through and through Bio dynamics Steiner’s method … Continue reading

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Wild horses in California

Wilderness and groves of firs And mountains in the clouds Thriving roots exchanging feed Cover crops recovering from the windswept seed So much restoration green shoots everywhere Massive rejuvenation And really fresh cool air Herds of horses live together Their … Continue reading

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Glades of green

Glades of green Where our Dear Fae Frequent And seemingly do play In the velvet underworld Where we with wildness Find we are hurled Glades of green A kingdom where Memories live And we all share

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Plants process qi

Plants are sentient They love to feel They know the planet Does reveal Amazing revelations they Give to get And share each day Oxygen and Chlorophyl Amazing magic they instil Medicine enrichment too It does spill All over you Paradise … Continue reading

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A quarry

The oxygen providers They are now cutting down Our beautiful woods will be bleeding Our homes in blood will drown It’s all down to a quarry That’s the mission here Kill us off drive us away Bring on all the … Continue reading

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Thistles and their power

Masculine gender Planets Mars Element Fire Vitality stars A bowl of thistles Placed in a room Strengthens the spirits And lifts the gloom Grown in the garden Wards off the thief And a blossom in your pocket Protects you of … Continue reading

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A balmy sentinel

Melissa welcomes Balm and blossom Consigned to wildness Scents of Summer Soulful magic spells do heighten Where the leaves curl And do tighten

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Peony

This amazing abundant floral giant Petal rich a scented Queen Grows together in great splendour Pastel shades and richly scented Crinoline blooms like vibrant tresses Soft and of sensational size Voluptuous energy wonderful synergy Beauty underneath the skies Oh Peony … Continue reading

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Wild natural vegetation

Nutritious nettles and Dandelion Goose foot gloriously outshine Mineral rich tasting sublime In season their vibration fine Don’t speak to me of food inflation These are freely born creation Macrobiotic synergy We can do research and better be Cooked or … Continue reading

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5g we need to maintain our forestry areas

A beautiful conical tree of perfection In parklands in our countryside a selection We need more trees more cover and we Would appreciate more of the wild company Too many councils are trashing our forests We need to preserve it’s … Continue reading

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Crab apples let’s plant some

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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Artemis vulgaris or common Mugwort

Feathery fuzzy Flame like shape underside is pale Top side darker By relief compact soil A belief In lucid dreaming Also It might make u pee It spreads a lot A musty smell Magic yes it be Feminine ruled by … Continue reading

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A new rail line who cares about the countryside it cuts through

Carving through wild life To lay down a track Is a peculiar insult Worthy of flack Our countryside crying out Yes we can fear The birds and the bees That live and die here Great rumbling engines Yes might soon … Continue reading

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New builds everywhere

a cheapening of living spaces we surely are losing ground impoverishment for wild stock the contagion is around it is a deterioration a spoiling and a misuse our hollows and our hedges and our wooded vales abuse and so we … Continue reading

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Grape leaves

packed with lots of vitamins and minerals galore loves the actual sunshine really just wants more clambers over all sorts of trees the  sun is Its desire creeping tenrils smother in those energetic leaves a fire three to  five lobe … Continue reading

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The power of Life force

Builders in the house next door have been destroying now for weeks a mature garden torn to pieces every day it speaks out to those transgressors but nobody can hear dried stalks hanging off the ground it is really clear … Continue reading

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Mistletoe

its a power of good i give thee i am Mistletoe the thrush took me to where you be right into the flow sharing sap most fortunate for I am evergreen an oak would have been wonderful but the blackthorn … Continue reading

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