Ullswater

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s like parchment
Such a landscape
Every brush stroke
Meets the eye
Yorkshire offers up so much
One look can make you cry
Emotional directions
Mirrors show the sky
A spectacular accomplishment
Replenished from on high

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The flight

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Families singular holiday makers
Bound for new found places
Allocated seats aboard
Aircraft all with different faces
Futures parked, suitcases pached
inside the crowded hold
Strapped in with their children
All as good as gold
The engines fire
The plane lifts off
Hearts begin to roll
Clutching children’s sweaty hands
Look into each young soul
Starting out on life’s precarious ladders
to the stars
A mothers smile
Her nervousness
Who dares to reconcile

The engine fails, it stutters
It plunges back into
The ground it’s tangled Metal, rolls
Then It crashes through
The tree line broken bodies ripped
And torn apart
Mothers clutching broken dolls
An interlude apart

Fire it rages wickedly
Hair crackles skin has split
Children’s screams apparent
The seats and clothes are lit
Each harrowing existence
The airline god knows why
All this mayhem happened
To its travellers in the sky.

Futures lost like tissues
Floating on the air
So many families lives have ended
Blood loss everywhere
Fathers mothers children
Crushed under the weight
Of unbelievable mishap
At a genuinely awful rate

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China takes animal cruelty to distinctly more awful consequences

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

China’s wicked unending hatred
For animals we see
A man takes out a bow and arrow
Good at archery
Fires at his Dear canine
Watches its purgatory
Hears it’s bloody wheezing
As it dies extraordinarily

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Carnivores pay the price

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s true the fangs of carnivores
Slice through the venomous who
Shelter in a cavern
Depicting one held true
Swallowing fat and cholesterol
Infact is it’s desire
A shorter life is promised
In the embers of its fire

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Glastonbury

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

dark gold clouds
have infinitely
And majestically described
The arrival of early summer
Occultists have imbibed
Magenta and a sulphur
A softly satiny plate
Glastonbury delivers
At an amazing rate

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Four Acres Plant Nursery Leighton Buzzard Road

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Where is this floral splendour
A nursery close by
On the Leighton Buzzard Road

Where Red Kites overfly
Unbelievable florals
Festooned with love and care
Luke and his wonderful family
Create and are aware
How marvellous is their offering
Every kind of flower
Nurtured loved and appreciated
Every single hour
Wondrous hanging baskets
Quality it’s there
It really is a paradise
Open for us to share
Expertise and service
Actually second to none
Go along and enjoy it all
Where miracles are spun
Where magic is happening
Each month we can see
The hard work and the love that’s there
Their knowledge is the key
Vast greenhouses of colours
Radiant and true
A garden wanting splendour
Honestly should pursue
Each myriad gentle blossom
Go see it’s perfumed role
Four acres Family genuinely
This oasis it has SOUL

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Pear Tree Farm Spalding. 🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓🐓

Posted on June 14, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Lincolnshire a county
Already stressed and worn
Chicken sheds are everywhere
Behold a raging Dawn
Half a million chickens in 12 great sheds
To be
Housed there just imagine it
What is a travesty
Of any kind of justice
It’s frighteningly so
Chickens broken hearted battered
As they grow
shitting every which way
An horrenvdous sight
The awful stench of arrogance
Caught up in pure blight

Chickens do have feelings
Subjected to such fear
Packed together like sardines
Everyone will hear
The undoubted screams emerging
Feathers flying too
These bloody corporations
Need a hiding it is true
Imagine local residents
The squalor and the pain
The stench of death pervading
Their breathing all in vain
The noise the joys of being close
To this money making hell
Why do we dare to contemplate
And create a dreadful smell

Chickens how they squabble
Imprisoned in vast sheds
None of them can turn around
None of them have beds
Living in a nightmare
A scenario of I’ll
Forced fed a vast paradigm
Where vast excrement will spill
Into heaps of fly blown crap
Building by the day
These poor living scare crows
It is just no way

It paints a stain on humanity
A humongous point of view
Spalding doesn’t need such sheds
Whatever else they do
We are sinking into a quagmire
Edibles you see
Made and exist in a dreadful poverty
And the ultimate misery
Of certain ugly evils
Creation made to be
Lost in clouds of terror
And yes purgatory

We have to stop this torture
The stench of kingdom come
Living breathing sentinels
Under the corporate thumb
Of maddening depression
Of horrible desire
Of a huge great open prison
In a state of mind so dire

Stop this bloody madness
Chickens they deserve
Compassion and true empathy
An utter loss of nerve
Fighting jungle antics
Purging life and breath
Suffering so terribly
In what is a living death

Pear tree farm
Sounds idyllic
Floral blossoms we
Cows out in pure pastures
Chickens running free
Sheep and possibly llama’s
Goats and fresh acclaim
Paradise personified
Yes the very Same.

Posted in A country tale, A likely story, animal diseases, Animal Rights, animals used for food, ARROGANCE AND DIEOFFS, At the edge of a Dawn, Big pharma, Boredom, Breathing and pollution, Broiler, CAFO's and factory farms, caged, Cannabalism, Chickens, children and their plight in a adult world, Criminality, Death and Dying, Duty of care was never there, Eating living beings, Emotional Poems, Environmental Poems, Experimentation, Farming, Freedom and what's happening to it, Halal, Humanity is a shithouse, Hygiene, Karma, Meat trade, Poultry or pultry | Leave a comment

When lobsters see red

Posted on June 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A living breathing lobster
Feeling kind of blue
Got into hot water
And took on a crimson hue
Lost the will to live it seems
Scalded in great pain
Writhing in a pot of its own soup
It’s life did drain
Away apparently

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Sentinel

Posted on June 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A sentinel just looking
Across the countryside
Loves the lonely space
Wishes to confide
In Yorkshire’s green and wondrous land
Elegantly provided
So much going for it all
That much has been decided

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A winding path to somewhere

Posted on June 13, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A winding path to somewhere
Somewhere we want to go
Ancient walls prove many souls
Have walked this way and know
It’s worthy of good oxygen
And the green grass and light
Tremendously exhilarating
Helping the bodies fight
To remain healthy.

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Live exports

Posted on June 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

How sick are the farmers
The butchers the trade
Consigning live souls to halal
Deaths a raid
on innocent angels
Shipping,
far away
Oft slaughtered in the street
In the most cruel display

Its religious fervour
Young lambs and we know
They are shipped in bad weather
Tossed about in the flow
Battered and frightened
And broken and lost
Many will be crushed
At a terrible cost

Some tossed overboard
Dead to the world
Battered and bruised
Just bloody well hurled
this way and that
Inside the hold
Frightened and hungry
And bloody well cold

Live exports going to their slaughter alone
Some will be killed in the street
Hear them moan
Halal, their hearts weaken
Cut down and killed
Not stunned their throats slashed
Their rich red blood spilled

It alien torture
It’s ugly murdering
Religious rights
And farmers sit back
Counting their money
Richly adorned
With thousands now fated
And none of them warned

From the green fields
Into trucks from the port to the dock
To be shipped just like cargo
Shock after shock
The meat trade stinks
It stinks to high bell
And live exports is wrong on all fronts

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Live exports on ships of shame

Posted on June 12, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s an army of victims
Suffering soulfully
Each with a broken heart
Each feeling woefully
Pressured to enter
These great ships of shame
To sail to their death
As part of a game
Of torturing angels

Posted in A not my king story, A tale of the sea, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Corporate manslaughter, Duty of care was never there, Halal, live exports | Leave a comment

A slaughterhouse piglet

Posted on June 11, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Shivering shaking
Watch my heart breaking
Yes I’m a baby.
A slaughterhouse maybe
Nobody loves us
Nobody cares
We are bound for hell
And have not learned our prayers

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Stevie Nicks and her profundity of spirit

Posted on June 10, 2025 by Rex Tyler

It’s a hazardous time for so many out there
Homeless a happening
Linked with despair
Creative songsters desiring
A place
Where wonder asunder
And true moonbeams grace
Gifted and special Stevie can say
She can want to create in her
Generous way
Homes for those souls unbecoming and raw
Those she can help and never ignore

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Conflation of spirit and gait

Posted on June 10, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Walking one’s talk
A memorable gait
It proves beyond telling
It helps to conflate
Truth with honest facts
Heartfelt and true
To create honest dialogue
And an
Aspected view

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Known as the little people

Posted on June 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The fourth and fifth centuries
Long long ago
Twas Irish folklore
That many still know
The Sidhe
Beings, the magical tribe
All supernatural
They primarily imbibe
The ways of the underworld
Fungi and flowers
Nectar and honey
Which gave them fine powers
Of Invisibility
Elfin endeavour
Then came the Leprechauns
Equally clever

They serviced the goddesses kingdom
I hear
Enjoyed woodland fungi
In fairy mounds
Cheer
And that’s how they prospered
Casting their spells
Underground fairy forts
And cool Crystal wells

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Blackthorn

Posted on June 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In a copse in a scrub
In a dense woodland grows
The blackthorn
Loves moisture
From the family Rose

Loved by the butterflies
And moths who fly
Nectar and pollen
Percentages high
Great for pollinators
In Spring we see
Masses of white flowers
That bloom beautifully

Male flowers and female flowers
On the same tree
Created together in perpetuity
Prunus Spinoza the Latin name
Inky dark fruits
In the Autumn
The same
sloe berries really
For making sloe gin
A wild woodland beauty
When the new frosts begin

To whiten the mornings
That’s when the sloes
Take on the energised fruitiness
And pose
A really sweet draught
Of sugar and fruit
And when stored for six months
The gin’s bound to suit

Fruity and potent
A nice glass will show
The tree and it’s berries
And those who do know
How much the thorn giveth
The wood when it grew
All the wild flying creatures
That enjoyed its truth too.

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Shift it. From Tring

Posted on June 9, 2025 by Rex Tyler

James is the guy
And Woody is there
He hangs on the back
Of the truck
So aware
All sorts of drops
Affordable He
With blankets and muscle
He works diligently

Full loads and half loads and small loads
He will
It’s all done with a smile
And a whole lot of skill
His answer phone
Smacks of original to
The family
involved in his work
Which is true

You get what you pay for
In this day and age
With James every job
It’s just off the page
A generous countenance
That’s James in fact
His tats and his smile
Just make you react

Favourably actually
Honestly, he
Calms people’s nerves
He works purposefully
Takes the pain out of moving stuff
Subtle no claims
Just sit back and
Trust your whole
Load to James

He is fair and affordable
A local man
Herts Beds and Bucks
And very nice van
The people who work with him
Make a good team
Choose shift it
Choose shift it
Choose Shift it.

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Sheepishly they await the final outcome

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Hopeful stares
Wishful eyes
At a slaughterhouse
Hearing the cries
Of the gone before
And the stench of blood
Clutching each other
They await the flood

Posted in Animal Rights, At the edge of a Dawn, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Duty of care was never there, Halal, Lambs and Sheep, Meat trade, New Zealand, Retards of the first order, slaughterhouses and operatives | Leave a comment

Glastonbury

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The sun presented its orange sphere
And all around what did appear
A sleeping landscape levels where
From St Michael’s Tower
And the Tor right there
A true awareness and a glorification
In this early morning presentation

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The farmers dog and all that

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Killing foxes
Killing birds
Clarkson I am lost for words
As for your pub
The Farmers Dog
Animal cruelty

You can jog
On mate

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Swaledale

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

A wondrous incline
Smothered in flowers
A stone house watches
All the many hours
Three sheep are consuming
The herbal flush
A dry stone wall
And a perfect hush

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An ode from George the Donkey

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The sun came out
The sky was blue
Being at Folley’s
Is honestly true
It’s so exciting
So many care
And that is why
We love being there

George is a stroller
Loves the green
hills to walk on
Looking lean
and energetic
It’s what he does
Smile for the camera
Can you feel the buzz

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BuddhaBarge Cafe and Restaurant Ivinghoe

Posted on June 8, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In a sleepy hollow
In Ivinghoe
The Buddha Barge
Is moored
In a mini grassy meadow
And Kellie is in charge

She runs this glorious eating place
Vegan wholefoods she
Is aware of allergies
And personal choice
and we
can
Book and eat untroubled
Inside the barge or out
Under a gazebo
This lass is just about

Her food is good and wholesome
Hot and cold drinks too
Homely,and very friendly
Quiet and peaceful a view
That draws on inspiration
She is
Laid back but she
And The team know what they are doing
And they are all friendly.

Inside the cool aroma of cooking
Fill one’s soul
Outside on a sunny day
Tranquility a role
To take on board completely
When eating
One must feel
The Buddha Barge Is a unique
Place
Where everything feels real.

We visited her place yesterday
And she treated us so well
So generous of spirit
It was a pleasant spell
Talking and eating with her

Thanks Kellie
See you again soon

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A veterinary and hunting wild foxes

Posted on June 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

How a veterinary surgeon
Could ever hunt
Foxes wild foxes
What sort of punt
Is it to ride out with hounds
In tow
And encourage the torture of wild foxes

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Hawes

Posted on June 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Cottages cuddle
Side by side
A wondrous stream
I do confide
In followers
On x tonight
This scene of beauty
Doth invite
Dreams of yesterday year gone by
Energised still
In the wink of an eye

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Unbearable

Posted on June 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

An unbearable outcome
This godly soul
Murdered in cold blood
It was her role
In life to end a wild boys chance
To live and love
His fatal dance with death
On line for evermore

Trophy hunters a scourge in themselves

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Hawes in Wensleydale

Posted on June 6, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The thrill of water
Clearly bringing
exciting soulful
Motion singing
Time old melodies
Idyllic sounds
With energy
That just astounds

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Swans belong to the King

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

These are swans
On a zebra
A very unusual sight
Zebras come from Africa
And swans sometimes take flight
But here perhaps the whole family
Are crossing over the street
Of course the cars are bound to stop

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A Sunny thought on a rainy day

Posted on June 5, 2025 by Rex Tyler

In the heart of a purple flower
Just the place to stay an hour
Pollen rich
Good for the hive
Nectar of heaven
How to survive
A stinging result
Serving us all
A snap shot of nature
The hero sits tall
🐝

Posted in A tearful Rose, Animal Rights, Bees, Benefit system, Breathing in colour, circular blossom ends, Coutryside meanderings, Day break, Environmental Poems, Flowers, Food, Freedom and what's happening to it, homelessness and its perils, honey, Insects, magick, Pollination | Leave a comment