Tag: fox
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
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What Foxes Hinted
We thought the fox nature’s messenger He was a dark omen hinting my deceptor His pointed his russet sceptre square at you Called to account your liar’s truths I could see you shaking in boots No route to the roots of you
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Midnight Things
Midnight shape of horrible love Improfound improprieties ignobility ingenious igneous infallibility inessential ipsissimus inchoate iridescentdestitution ignatius ingress investiture inseam instep out of step U ugliest vowel You fairest nyad, pearl diadem holding salt droplets fairer than diamond Assaulting sensuality radiating from your death-moist stinger Macehead of your tailtop, baleful but tameable Midnight sound of falling…
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Vulptuous
A fox furtive as Virgo exits its den sniffing the air Marzipan moon dented like a well used marble Voiding forecast, mystery mother cups her dew Twinless kinless night Each night is different to the last, darkling snowflake