The Tor at Glastonbury

Panoramic goosebumps
That’s the feeling here
The Tor it’s hilly ancientness
More beautiful each year
The levels and the wondrous sky
Persuading artists to
Demonstrate with certainty
The inevitable and the true

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The Tor at Glastonbury

Like a torch emanating a historic flare
On the TOR built in surrounded by wonderful air
St Michael’s Tower with such depth to its scene
In the grounds underneath secret channels have
Been
Gouged out of the rock &the sod naturally
To preserve &2serve the cool waters.
That be

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The sad insane hunters

PENDLE Forest and craven harriers
Are giving up next year
An E mail to the wild hares all around
Who live in fear
Of all these ignorance a holes
That frequent their domain
They were placed upon the land
Chasing them is insane
Great news those hunts are closing
Wildness back again
Hares are magical creatures
Who are glad the sad insane
Are no more

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Tribute to Ron

The Rollright King
Ron-Dudley Smith
Today at three
We all are with
His friends and family
To say goodbye
And thank him for being
Such a lovely guy

His smiling face
Was all we saw
His jokes and jovial way
Was more
Beautiful than much around
The king of kings
Young Ron we crowned

He always had a go at me
And of course I loved that actually
Joy could have been his middle name
And coming to Rollrights
Won’t feel the same
Welcoming, happy, gratified
Radiant and starry eyed
All these attributes For Dear Ron
Who began a journey
And has now gone

Not far away to a wooded grove
To entertain the wild ones there
His shadows no doubt will remain
In and around the stones we share
Being lovely a quality
That honestly one doesn’t see
That much
of these days but He
Was as I say extraordinary

Today at three
We hope to be
Some where close
To the stones to see
And hear a ritual for Dear Ron
The man the druid the gentleman
From Rex who was infact
a fan

From Claudia Dawn and Rex

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Rape and the ordeal

Clumsily raping a beautiful cow
Standing there wondering bloody hell
How
Can humanity do this, allow this. Want this to be
How to make profits whilst neglecting me
Clumsily showing a youth what to do
Today it’s a cow who next

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Beautiful piglets

Beautiful pink piglets
Each one a miracle
Made by a god no different than those
Killing them torturing bloated with excess
These human trash farmers
Really they pose
Terrible practices on the true children
Murdered in cold blood
As everyone knows.

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Australian clowns

An arse ole alas an ignorant spiv
Closer to nature where true wild souls live
Murdering them it’s his desire
A heart laced with toxins and genuine ire
Such thoughts that he has are criminal he
Will get all her deserves
You can take that from me

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If you eat pork your time is shorter than you think

Look at these piglets
In their death stupor they
With their hearts giving problems
They try to run away
A pitiful sight
For all carers to see
And for vegans of course it’s
True agony

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Glastonbury

At last it’s the sun
That magnificent soul
Who climbs up to smile down
Clearly on a roll
The TOR a great hill
Whose steps take us high
Take a whole lot of breath
Reaching up to the sky

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Farm animals know better

Cows deep down are shocked by man
His ignorance & how it began
Arrogance teamed up with guilt
Husbandry heads full of silt
No intelligence none at all
It’s money that drives them up the wall
Farmers Harmers ugliness rules
The paddocks of sin worked by true fools.

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Shooters and the joeys

Those so called respected shooters
In the outback over night
Who ambush wondrous female
In the bright moonlight
Supposed kill of red males
But killing females too
Bashing the heads of joeys
This I say of you
Murderous scumbags

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Glastonbury

A glint on the path of silver
Behold the grassy green
March appears to atone a while
Our eyes behold the scene
Of history recreated
Beyond the levels we
Dance with the clouds a morrow
And poetise our plea

For a summery Saturday

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Glastonbury

The fantasy of inventiveness
A plum and magenta sky
An embroidery of patterns
Amaranth is why
A perspective of great value
Is seen above the TOR
Harking back to the Monks of old
The primitive and more

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Testicles & Tails

Testicles and tails torn off
And in a bucket thrown
Just imagine the pain there
More than most might have known
Piglets suffer crazily
Tails torn from their arsenal
No pain killers just labouring types
The meat trade pays you see

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More on broilers

Broiler chicken farmers
Are as arrogant as hell
They are totally unexceptional
As broilers know so well
Creative not a tiny bit
Despoilers all the day
Killers torturers murderers
They are in that passage way

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Broilers v spoilers

These are living beings
Created miracles who
Have hearts and souls and legs and wings
They fly unlike you
No butcher and no farmer
Can create them, they
Are unique beings actually
What else can one say

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Fishy song

You saw me flip and off I shot
Out of the little plastic pot
Back in the water from whence I came
In the swim of things yes in my game
I had to try I had to be
Fighting my way back to the sea
My home in the blue where I belong
Singing my favourite fishy song

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Dickmans the Chemist

An old fashioned Chemist
It’s black and white tiling
A big heavy door
Opens into a place
Filled with true chemists products
From established brokers
Scents pretty oarcels of bath salts and soul
The pharmacy welcomes
Dispensing cheerfully
They took the time
To source vegan pills
They care a capital c in the making
Not just taking
But giving the living no faking

There it sits on the high street
Others around it
Berkhamsted a market town
Sits there supreme
Providing a service
Creating a haven
A distinguished cure all
A dream of a dream

Delivering on time
Shows that the caring
The sharing aware how much customers do
Appreciate service
Appreciate caring
It’s not over bearing
It’s honest and true

Thank you to all the pharmacists working out of this old shop
For your care and attention

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Shark nets

The significance of shark nets
Of killing without thought
Suffocation by desire
Humanity has sought
A guarantee of safety
By killing off those who
Live and die in the ocean
Just to protect you

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Peter

Pangolin Peter
There’s nobody sweeter
Scales and a sweet heart
A roving eye
Watch as I wander
Yes over yonder
My scales protect me
Without them I die

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A child found in Palestine

Palestinian girl in Gaza eats lemons with salt to cope with hunger youtube.com/shorts/Z0Vui2H… via @YouTube

What she’s eating
Lemon with salt
That’s all she’s got
A little girl
In a whirl
Her mouth she tastes the acid
The only food around
In Palestine

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Broiler murder

Racing through a chickens life on earth
Just to achieve
Profit from the egg to when
It’s killed and sold, believe
Me there is no ethic
No standard anymore
These beautiful birds are manipulated
On the broiler floor

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Women of the high repose

How bloody sad and so unfair
Women written out of life
History is made up of the many awards
The ugly strife
Caused me thinks by I’ll mannered men
Who fight and talk
And don’t know when
To hear the dulcet tones of those
Lasses of the high repose

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Dairy farmers

Dairy farmers are criminals
Except locked up we see
The animals they purge alas
It is indecency
Ugliness personified
Evil cretinous fools
They shouldn’t be getting profits
By breaking all the rules

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Starlings over the TOR

Starlings Dawn and rainbow dusted wings
Over the TOR
Memories of the Monastery
From all those years before
Sentinels their magic encompassing
The light
Michelle she was early
Capturing the sight

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Huntsmen all arses

So the cops eyes were on him
Bloody good job
They sit their all arrogant
Each one a nob
Or so they think
Above the law they be
Chasing our foxes
Illegally

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Four acres

Look at those Jack Frost free plant pots
Beautifully glazed
And Able to take
Some great big plants
Giving them beautiful growing
The colourful flowing
Go see the discounts
Hear the cock crowing

Spring’s on the edge
It’s coming along
Buds will be bursting
Flowers all along
Snowdrops and daffodils
Crocus and all
The gardens spectacular
An overhaul

For access
With Lucas and all of his pots
His alpines his grasses
He just has lots
Of exciting new things
Plants everywhere
Trees shrubs and miracles
He’s so aware

Sacks of great compost
Stones decorate
All sorts of colours
Everywhere’s great
Bedding plants growing
Go see it all
The Leighton buzzard Road
Just give them a call.

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TOR

The Monastry of St Michael
Once flourishing a while
Ago ensuring water
For the pilgrims who we know
Would have been so thirsty
The trek up from the town
With their animals on summery days
One had to get some down

The tower stands still to this day
Seen by all around
Looking over the levels
There on hallowed ground
Closer to the moon at night
And the sun at times when we
See the great created sky scape
Blushing uncontrollably

Taste the white Spring water
Cold and crisp it be
A frosty cocktail from the bowels
Of the earth and it doth free
The dryness from the aching throats
From the pump house down below
Opposite the chalice gardens
Where the iron clad now does flow

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Pitstone 24/10/1996

I cannot for the life of me
Contemplate the worst
It’s as if, the town was evil
And had actually been cursed
It makes in fact no sense at all
To see a Natural Site
Transformed into a Hell on earth
Like it’s proposed, one night
Meandering the chalk streams
Where life teems, I do run
Up and over Pitstone Hill
In search of what we’ve done

To so deserve this treatment
For those who have tried
Given of our Labour
And now we are mystified
We did allow the town to be
Covered in the dust
It blew from out of their chimneys
And still we gave our trust
We breathed it in for us NO WIN
How it did disgust
Our men came home like snowmen
And that is bloody right
The dust was almost everywhere
Every single night
In their ears and in their eyes
Matted in their hair
Between their toes
We were unwise
It just got everywhere
To put up with this horrid muck
Blowing all around
Even around their genitals
The bloody stuff was found
And now the bastards want to sell us down the river to
A rubbish tip and 19 years
Well it will never do

We have had it up to here with them
They have treated us like muck
And now we do not trust them
For they had their mshare of luck
Now where’s ours

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Sterling’s

Berkhamsted is a town
Proud of itself you have to say
Lots of lovely shops and eating places
Everyday
People come
It’s bustling
As vibrant as can be
Lots of Estate Agents
But one that impressed me
Benjamin Bird at Sterling’s
And all his merry souls
All of them are professional
Friendly in their roles
Of helping, giving service
As excellent and they can
On the phone on line
And in your face
A plan
That really gives support
Generous with their time
High character and integrity
For me up there they climb

Up right they be and principled
The best, I have to say
Buying, selling, valuations
Everything is way
Reliable and dependent
Just lovely folk to know
I have been in Berko
50 years
And now it’s time to go

Thank you Sterling’s for your
Care and attention

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