Remember I wanted a new hat?

recycling hats

Remember I wanted to make a new hat

With the yarn from old hats I’d unravelled?

Remember I said Random Rose made a hat,

beret with ridges she cabled?

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Well I followed the pattern that Rose kindly shared,

Though the yarn had lost elasticity.

The needles I used were not quite the right size,

But I wasn’t going to let that stop me.

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So I finished my hat and I’m pleased how it went,

Cream and purple go well together.

I admit it turned out bigger than it was meant,

For my head is decidedly smaller.

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As luck would have it, Miranda’s got a big head,

Though not the metaphorical kind.

So I decided to give it to her instead,

And I honestly really don’t mind.

recycled beret finished

recycled beret side

recycled beret back

Miranda's new beret

Look at this can

dangerous litter

Look at this can, and picture if you can

What it would do to Peter Rabbit’s paw.

It’s as sharp as a knife, it would cut like a knife,

And cause bad infection for sure.

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This is how it goes, when someone just throws

Their drink can on the ground.

Inevitably it must, succumb to the rust,

Get dangerously jagged and unsound.

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Now think of this, just think of this –

What if Mrs Tiggywinkle walked over?

What if she trod, right over the sod

Where this can was hidden in the clover?

Mrs Tiggywinkle

Or Tabitha Twitchit, perhaps Mrs Twitchit,

Might be walking her youngsters to school.

Moppet and Mittens, and Tom, her kittens

Could, on this can, cut their feet cruel.

Mrs Twitchit and kittens

“Oh I wish,” they would say, at the end of the day,

“That the can had never been left there.”

Their feet would sting, as infection set in,

“But humans who litter just don’t care.”

I want a new hat!

When I was a young child …

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When I was a young child

An omnivore diet I ate.

I wasn’t very adventurous,

The same few things appeared on my plate.

egg chips and beans

I liked to eat egg, chips and beans,

Or sometimes sausage and mash.

Occasionally I’d have fish fingers and peas,

Or maybe corned beef hash.

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I didn’t like many vegetables,

Only peas, baked beans and carrots.

No one could make me eat my greens,

I’d never even heard of shallots.

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My range of fruit went as far as apples,

Bananas, an orange at Christmas.

I preferred to eat biscuits and cakes and bread,

Peanuts and crisps, not citrus.

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When I went veggie I ate lots more eggs

And cheese instead of the flesh foods.

Fat and more fat, cholesterol and fat,

But rarely increased the plant foods.

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Now that I’m vegan, when they say to me,

“My goodness, what do you eat?”

I take a deep breath as I smile to myself

And happily repeat:

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“I eat lettuce and spinach and onions and leeks,

Mushrooms and cabbage and beetroot;

Tomatoes and chard and purslane and sprouts,

Alfalfa and clover and bean shoots.”

fruits and vegetables

“I eat mangos and apricots, pineapples and pears,

Almonds, sultanas and cashews;

Strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, cranberries,

Dates, prunes, avocados.”

My GM Diet Experience - Day 3 - Fruit and Vegetable Diet

My diet today is the most varied it’s been

Ever before in my lifetime.

High nutrition I get from my living food,

Not to mention the taste which is sublime!

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Raw Vegan Chocolate Mousse Cake

Raw Vegan Chocolate Mousse Cake

Raw vegan chocolate cake with ganache frosting

Raw vegan chocolate cake with ganache frosting

 

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Raw vegan pizza from skinnylimits.com

Raw vegan lasagne

Raw vegan lasagne

Marigold Marigold

Dirt-Filled Pot

Dandelion Dandelion

Answerin’ Back

Luke Walker - vegan comic for childrenShe said

“Do as you’re told

So that as you grow old-

-er, you’ll learn how to be a success.”

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I said

“What’s that to me

If there’s no bumble bee

And the world’s all polluted wiv mess?”

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She said

“Be quiet and sit still

Or you certainly will

Be punished and I’ll send home a letter!”

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“Don’t answer back,

Good manners you lack,

You should know that your teacher knows better.”

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I said

“That’s not always true,

I mean, wasn’t it you

Who told me people were s’posed to eat meat?”

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“Now that can’t be right,

We don’t have sharp enuf bite,

To kill a animal for us to eat.”

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“So if it’s alright wiv you,

I think I’ll just have to,

Answer back when I think of a question.”

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“Like Tuvok I won’t

Nod my head when I don’t

Agree wiv a nillogical lesson!”

Be like Luke – think for yourself and never stop asking questions 🙂

Vegan Organic Fair-Trade

vegan organic fair trade

Today I ate a bar of chocolate,

Vegan organic fair trade.

For taste, enjoyment and ethics it

Put other bars in the shade.

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My chocolate went down so smoothly with

A piping hot cup of tea,

Vegan organic and fair trade too,

Happy indulgence for me.

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Bananas we eat

And oranges sweet,

Are vegan organic fair trade.

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On porridge we add

Sugar, just a tad,

That’s vegan organic fair trade.

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The coffee and cocoa

And fruit that we can’t grow,

All vegan organic fair trade.

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Vegan organic fair trade.

Vegan organic fair trade.

Just make up your mind

To keep purchases kind,

Buy vegan organic fair trade.

Walnut Counting Rhyme

grey squirrel

Up and down the walnut tree,

The squirrels run,

Just for fun,

Collecting nuts for free.

1, 2, 3.

The 4th they drop for me.

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From branch to walnut branch,

The squirrels jump,

Without a bump,

Collecting nuts for free.

5, 6, 7.

The eighth they drop for me.

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Round and round for walnuts bound,

The squirrels dance,

They skip and prance,

Collecting nuts for free.

9, 10, 11.

The 12th they drop for me.

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Squirrels full of energy,

Go from tree to walnut tree,

Collecting nuts for free,

And dropping them for me.

When they have 30

How many will there be for me?

grey squirrel

Did you know that squirrels communicate with each other through various vocalisations and scent marking. They also use their tails as a signalling device, twitching it when uneasy to alert other squirrels of potential danger.  I have seen this and it’s fascinating to watch.

For more interesting facts about squirrels pop over here

Puddlesplashers

Wetsox Puddlesplasher,

That is my name.

My job is important

But it feels like a game.

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We clamber through ditches,

And sink in the mud.

We jump down from earth mounds

And land with a thud.

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Soggybottom Puddlesplasher,

My close relation,

Is my partner at work,

This mucky vocation.

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litter picking poem

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litter picking poem

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But that is no matter,

There’s no turning back.

We have to keep going,

And fill our sack,

With bottles and cans,

Some broken, some shredded,

That were dropped by the stupid,

The thoughtless, wrong-headed.

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These everyday things,

Used once and tossed out,

Are dangerous now,

To the others about

Their business as usual,

Living their lives.

They step on a shredded can,

That cuts like knives.

They eat plastic pieces

Or cigarette butts,

Which hurt them as much,

As the broken glass cuts.

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So our job is important

And we’ll always stay

Proud Puddlesplashers,

Day after day.

Appreciate the little things

Onwards and Upwards!

Please Please Please

Muddy Boots

If animals spoke our language

Eve with Minnie the house marten

Animals speak to us in their own way,
but if they spoke with words, what would they say?
One thing I declare, without ANY doubt:
All creatures in cages would say ‘Let me out!’

‘Watch my eyes follow your every motion’
A dog would say, ‘my life speaks of devotion’.
A horse would say, ‘A fire burns deep within me
that yearns to run through the countryside, free!’

One way we can improve the human race
is to respect those of a different face.
We need to listen in a whole new way
to what animals are trying to say.

Excerpt from If animals spoke our language by the Vegan Poet

A Dog’s Love

playing with my dog

When I need to love, my dog is faithfully there.
In the sweetest way, dogs show us how much they care.

They inspire us to play, to go for walks or a run,
A dog’s love is comforting and makes life more fun.

They’re willing love objects at any time of day.
And somehow my dog understands what I say.

From a dog’s warm welcome, true love is understood.
Their eyes reveal honesty; their heart is pure and good.

Great genius made the wagging tail, the ‘happy’ indicator,
Seeing a dog’s tail wag, my own happiness grows greater!

A dog’s Love offers a calming, therapeutic feeling,
Petting a dog’s coat has a wonderful way of healing.

A dog’s love truly feels as though it comes from a higher place
than the oftentimes self-serving love shown by the human race.

This interspecies relationship helps my soul to grow.
My Love should be more Dog-like; I am only human, though.

A Dog’s Love by the Vegan Poet

Point of View

Daisy-Blue

Topsy-turvey

Eco-Living at the Seaside

Vegan Doll

vegan doll

My sister has a vegan doll who has bright orange hair.

My sister said her vegan doll is prob’ly very rare.

She said there can’t be many dolls who simply couldn’t bear

To attend a tea party if there is cow’s milk there.

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“I have to say, I understand,” my sister said to Mum,

“Why Rosa doll won’t eat an egg out of a chicken’s bum.

‘Thou shalt not kill’ said Reverend John, not ‘thou shalt not kill people‘.

Isn’t it right to be kind when we can? Shouldn’t that be our rule of thumb?”

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My sister smiled at Rosa, her red-haired vegan dolly,

“I’m going to do what you do, so are Mum and Dad and Molly.

And all of my dolls will be vegan now so tea parties won’t exclude you,

The tea will only have oat milk in and there’ll be vegan cake on the trolley.”

Said Andrew Jones to me

“Why are you a vegan?”

Said Andrew Jones to me.

“Does your mum make you be one?

Do you have to drink herbal tea?”

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“Don’t you wish you could eat this?”

He showed me the meat on his pizza.

“Have you ever even tasted fish?

You’d probably like it Jamila.”

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“You can’t even drink milk can you?

Your mum must be ever so strict!

You can have some of mine if you want to,

Drink from the side I haven’t licked.”

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“I feel sorry for you,” Andrew said

“If you’re not allowed egg and chips.

Does she make you eat raw seaweed?

And swallow your apple pips?”

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I waited for him to stop talking,

He had a lot to get off his chest.

I began to think he didn’t want answering,

But then he gave his voice a rest.

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“I’m vegan because I want to be,”

I told him.  He looked unconvinced.

“Eating animal flesh is revolting to me.

Eggs are from chickens’ bottoms.”  He winced.

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“That milk was pumped out of inside a cow,

I don’t know how you can drink it.

You don’t need milk, you’re a big boy now.

Look at me, I’m healthy without it!”

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“I don’t know why you think I’m weird being vegan

When my food is seeds, veg, fruits and nuts.

Don’t you think it’s weirder to eat dead bodies,

Stuff from animals’ innards, and things that come out of their butts?”

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See the illustrated picture book version of this here

🙂

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See it on YouTube

New Rhyming Picture Story!

Like any other mother

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I’m tired, my knees ache, I have sore feet,

My belly is heavy with child inside.

Head is aching from the blistering heat,

What’s coming is worse, I’m desperate to hide.

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Last year I cheerfully bore my first child,

All the discomfort and pain were worth it.

My love for him instant, instinctive, wild,

Overwhelmed me, the light in my heart lit.

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I washed him and nursed him, my suckling angel,

My purpose in life was now clear to me –

To love him, protect him and teach him well.

Like any other mother I would be.

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The sun set that day and the bright moon rose,

And we spent a blissful night together.

Brief nirvana before that bitter dose,

When hell swallowed me whole, meat and leather.

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At dawn I heard their heavy stomping feet,

They approached us as I was feeding him.

Without shame they just pulled him off the teat,

I jumped and bellowed but couldn’t stop them.

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I suppose I went out that day and grazed,

My anguish unheard, unnoticed even.

Like the others I stood, I laid down, dazed.

Can’t comprehend, can’t believe. I’m broken.

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Now aching with the weight of my udder,

Infection inflames, I wince when they suck the

Milk from my teats, by machine, I shudder.

Bereft of my child, enslaved non-mother.

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Go Vegan to keep mother and child together!

And look at Where are you going Deidra? – it’s got a happy ending 🙂