Slivers of flesh

Posted on September 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Eating babies
Who would do this
What vile POS would say
Call it lamb and hear it bleating
Broken hearted every day
Some fill their guts
With infant offerings
Evil sinful darkly swallowing
Chunks of flesh

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Slime balls personified

Posted on September 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Pilot whale families

mothers fathers sisters brothers

swimtogether everyday

teaching

the youngsters to♥️each otherThe

The Faroese though

what they say

if They get the chance

they create  mayhem

To murder these families
Chop of their head
imagine the grief

it’s beyond belief

thrashing and screaming

until they are dead.

🐳🐳🐳🐳🐳🐳

 

Posted in A not my king story, A tale of the sea, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Wet markets Live markets, Whale processers, Whales and Sea Shepherd | Leave a comment

A genuinely smooth landing

Posted on September 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Walking on water

from a great height
A proven strategy

clearly right
A feathered friend

who justifies
An intelligence

before our eyes

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Trophy hunting testimony

Posted on September 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Their respect is the last thing
A victim even contemplates
The Trophy hunting spineless fools
Ambush and trapping and snaring calls
Out their cowardice and vile intent
High powered rifles were never meant
To end our lives no never we
Detest this brain dead testimony

Posted in Bears, Contempt, furs and the fur industry, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts) | Leave a comment

The storm subsides

Posted on September 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

There is light on the mountains

hugging the summit

a truly white space

grey and blue in our face

a stillness  we feel

the  dragon roared loudly

it did feel so real

great chunks of grey

more wind on its way

the darkness is coming

the thunder was numbing

dolgellau was hiding

few lights could we see

a stillness before the storm

it feels like  to me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Storm with thunder thrown in

Posted on September 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A pea souper sky

stair rods from on high

hitting my decking

no word of a lie

 

A waterfall cascading

out of my yard

into the track

and it’s coming down hard

 

The  apple trees  loaded

ice crystals still

lying in the grass

the wind it’s so shrill

 

the thunder, the anger

theres light in the sky

rain on the skylight

its coming from high

 

Dolgellau is feeling it

Moelwynion looks clear

looming out of the wet mist

Lightening and fear,

 

crescendo

great cracking, anger we hear

its gone  very still

more lightening we see

the storms overhead

it’s rumbling free

 

 

Wind  being drawn

the mountain is leaving

being swollen by mist

its now all believing.

an ugly fist

 

 

we have had the eclipse

great drum rolls we hear

the house hears the rumbling

honest the fear

Resembles a roaring

a monster  like fire

The  Molwyns

bare witness

to the Welsh  Dragons ire

 

 

 

 

 

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Suckling pigs hungry diners pay high prices

Posted on September 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The chance of piglets getting away
Is brutally tiny
I can say
Suckling pigs they cost the earth
They know their mums
Who just gave birth
And butchers sell
These precious souls
Rotten butchering trolls

Posted in A day in the life, Animal Rights, Baby talk, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Piglets suckling, Pigs, Pork | Leave a comment

Slow slow quick quick slow

Posted on September 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s true life is precious
Even a snail
That carries its house
And creates its own trail
It’s rather dynamic directional too
It twists and it turns
And it knows what to do.

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Experimentation on wild monkeys by the sick corporates

Posted on September 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Wild monkeys trapped and crucified
By experimentation,they
Humanity the corporates
This dears they display
Evil vile degeneration
It’s indeed a front
Against the beautiful innocence

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A sick joke played on a goat and advertised on the internet

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Insensitive arrogance
Selfish impossible
Thoughtless evidently
Humanity stinks
How cruel to have done this
A goat too it understands
What it’s vile human
Is doing

Posted in A day in the life, Abandonment, Animal Rights, Ethereal Poems, Farming, Food, goats, Humanity is a shithouse, Karma, Meat trade | 1 Comment

Leave those sheep be

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler
Sheep shearing piece working
Frighteningly
Put poor sheep through it
All have to agree
They are kindly they are docile
Loving and true
And the shearers
They torture them that’s
What they do
Posted in A country tale, A day in the life, activism, Lack of understanding, Lambs and Sheep, Wool | Leave a comment

An ignorant hunter guns down a white baboon

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

An albino baboon
Shot down in cold blood
By an arrogant ignorant
With the brain of a spud
A beautiful being
Godly and true
Photographed tragically
And seen by me and you
And everyone else

Posted in Duty of care was never there, Humanity is a shithouse, Hunting and Poaching ( includes canned hunts), Monkeys and Primates | Leave a comment

The Douglas Fir

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Today close up

i met and touched the Douglas Fir

in the family it’s the tallest

so we hear

brought to the United Kingdom

in 1827

By a botanist  one David Douglas

a tree that loves the rain

where it’s in its Heaven
and it’s energy did  gain

 

 

a softwood bearing cones

pollinated by the wind

Can reach 120 feet

a deeply furrowed bark

it gives off so much oxygen

and Wherever it grows

it leaves it’s mark.

 

a giant to be close to them

And stand on the same ground

can actually live a thousand years

6 to 800 normally

squirrels, martens, finches

birds of prey

Up against them is to see

miracles everyday.

 

every Douglas Fir we see

up close let’s kneel and pray.

giving thanks  appreciating

everyone in every way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in A country tale, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Venerable and respected, Weather modification | Leave a comment

The Coblynnau-Goblin Trail

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The Mawddach and Eden rivers

are truly covered by

a gentle ride  with family

its flat and worth a try

from the car park

a gentle upward path

flanked by ancient trees

huge great Douglas Firs

energy to appease

those where stress is prevalent

where the river softly flows

over rocks white waters

The Goblin Trail

who knows

peacefulness personified

a grotto of believing

Calming taste the oxygen

So utterly relieving

 

 

 

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Tyn y Groes Coed y Brenin Forest Park

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Five miles north of Dolgellau

on the road to Porthmadog

the Forest of Kings awaits us

its Douglas Firs

Agog

With their Energy colossal

each trying to reach the sky

huge great trunks  clearly at peace

with the forestry on high

 

night time draws the wild Deer

amongst The roots and cones

a marvellous soup of peacefulness

And a soreness in my bones

That takes me along a  weaving path

Looking down on the Mawddach who

Carries its magical  eddies before her

its what all rivers do

a man and his spaniel walking

tossing a stick we saw

his dog a plunging repeatedly

clearly very sure

fetching the stick and playfully

bringing it back with ease

all this done in a moment

In the company of the trees.

 

a foretaste and a certainty

an enlivening display

a catalyst  before us

on this quiet Sunday

a gratitude of Nature

an appreciative I’d say

a positive resolution

to the humblest today

uninterrupted and ever flowing

to the sea  not far away

Storm clouds in the distance

a pulverising sound

of lorries on the by pass

possibly Liverpool  bound.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Glastonbury

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A crescendo of emotion
Hit me rather hard
A bitter wind cajoled me
I was kind of jarred
By September acting crazily
The sky above so dark
St Michael’s Tower absorbing
And in me left it’s mark

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Raining acorns

Posted on September 7, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Continue reading →

Posted in A country tale, A day in the life, Animal Rights, birds and the environment, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Horses, Trees, wild birds, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Kenneth

Posted on September 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Saturday morning

bright and early

Kenneth’s Kia

Came to be

a smiling face

and there he was

he thought that he had woken me

But was here on time

“what can I do”

shelves to remove

screw after screw

a toilet seat

in pedunculate oak

carried two wardrobes

yea no joke

took them apart

recycling done with immense care

kenneth works speedily

caringly, thoughtfully

cleans up afterwards

so aware

I am  glad he came

a prudent tradesman

personable and competent

he carried the work out

beautifully

i am disabled

Kenneth saw

how difficult it was

opening a door

into the cellar

and immediately

made me a step

recycling, He

is an amiable soul

such alacrity He

did all I expected

and so perfectly.

from the wardrobes he

made a recycling unit

to fit in my kitchen

a talented man

coming to Wales

and meeting with Kenneth

i just have to say

I am a fan.

 

Thank you My Builder

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Africa, Business Management, Business Testimonials, Duty of care was always there, Environmental Poems, Midfulness, Old family values, People I have observed, Trust | Leave a comment

How many years at the Bank of England?

Posted on September 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Crying like a baby
In public frantically
Something has upset her
And, it’s upset me
Seeing a labouring chancellor
Tearful as can be
A 22 million black hole
That’s now doubled seemingly

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Dairies are culpable of rape/torture/kidnap/slaughter

Posted on September 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A calf on its own
Transported away
It’s mother knows kidnap
Knows how she must pay
The milk she has made with gods help
We have stole
To make into custard

Posted in A day in the life, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Dairy farmers criminals, Duty of care was never there | Leave a comment

Pimpa the elephant

Posted on September 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Pimpa poor soul imprisoned so long
Chained by the neck
Of course that was wrong
Chained by the feet an innocent who
Was captured by man it’s what arse oles do
Brain dead utterly arrogant too
Ignorant they ought to be in the zoo

the key thrown away

and left there to rot

mahouts are senseless

empathetic they are not

 

 

 

 

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Love is the ultimate expression

Posted on September 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Humans harm humans
Men harming men
Men harming women
And children well when
Will they ever start loving each other
For we
When we love truly love
Happier we cannot be

Posted in Animal Rights, Emotional Poems, Meat trade, Unrequited Love | Leave a comment

Live exports

Posted on September 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A rusty old ship
No water around
tossed here and there
Middle East bound
Many are suffering
Squashed maybe so
Injured and broken
Many due as we know

Posted in Abandonment, Buffalo, CAFO's and factory farms, Calves and Cows and Bulls, Camels, Dairy farmers criminals, Disrespect of female animals, Duty of care was never there, Famine, Fashion and animals, Halal, Lambs and Sheep, live exports, Meat trade, Milk and its associated problems | Leave a comment

Live exports

Posted on September 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Mothers and children
That’s what they are
Transported from farms
In hot trucks very far
Loaded onto boats
No better than sacks
Of dusty old spuds
Excrement on their backs
Suffering trauma
Sea crossings can harm
It’s death on arrival

Posted in Calves and Cows and Bulls, Disablement, Farming, Lambs and Sheep, live exports, Pigs | Leave a comment

Ofcourse sheep are concerned and frightened

Posted on September 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Unlike shearers and farmers of wool
Sensitivity it does spill
Out of the animals treated so badly
Frightened to death manhandled sadly
Sheep are peculiar in many ways
They care and they share
And are worthy of praise

Posted in A day in the life, Animal Rights, Beauty industry, Farming, Lambs and Sheep, Wool | Leave a comment

A chicken farm near the river kennet

Posted on September 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It had to be
A chicken farm
The stench was guaranteed
Thousands of screeching unhappy birds
Learning how to bleed
How could this ever be on the cards
A furious domain

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Poor little bugger

Posted on September 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Born in the shitty mayhem
It’s called farming so they say
A lamb he saw his mother
As they led her away
Wanting kisses and cuddles
Wanting licks and more
The stench of life encapsulates
This baby more and more

Posted in A day in the life, animals used for food, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Farming, Food Processing, Humanity is a shithouse, Lambs and Sheep, Meat trade, Torture | Leave a comment

Denials thick and fast

Posted on September 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

in bred in their philosophy
It’s what they think and do
The under dogs will always suffer
Really all life through
There are no excuses
The whimpering we hear
Is honest to goodness happening
In every eye a tear
Wets
Best part of it

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Evening Sunlight on rooftops sparkle

Posted on September 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

As the sun begins to set

the towns  roofs remarkably

twinkle from the mountain tops

the old town marvellously

is illuminated

the white walls

and grey  stone

nestled in the valley

this place has been known

for centuries  the wool trade

the hides and then the way

fat collected from the sheep

they made candles with

to say

this little town is gorgeous

so many listed places

surrounded by the river

the mountains and the forces

the forests
all those Douglas Firs

and genuine Christmas Trees

a live market on Fridays

independent shops

tourism the common thread

just pull out all the stops

to see this wonderful sunset

the blue skies giving way

to what truly is a September song

Dolgellau land of  the fey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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It’s taken millions of years of hard work

Posted on September 4, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It figures that there are
Remnants of females in the fig
Floral pollination
The wasps are truly big
On organising pollen grabs
It’s not just the Bee
Thousands of years of miraculous work
And the parasitoids agree

Posted in A country tale, A day in the life, Wasps | Leave a comment