- Non-Erotic Poetry
- She Sneaks Up on Foxes
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Click hereOut back, some three-hundred yards
from her house, she glides like a phantom
through the conifers in half-moon light.
One with the night, the land, the trees,
she tops the hill and waits, sitting
on the cold fallen foliage that rests beneath her.
Her eyes adjust, and she sees the mated
pair of silver foxes, far down, lying low in
the little clearing, full of tall grass.
It’s a challenge. She sees the one on
the left turn to give his mate a fox kiss,
and then lap his paws. Rising silently
and flowing into the night, downwind;
slowly, carefully, she begins the
magically silent approach. She stops
when she is within twenty yards;
almost close enough to hear them breathing.
Nobody can sneak up on foxes.
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREover 16 years agoI am sure you would agree that just because something actually happened does not preclude it being or at least being perceived as being magical...<P>
Coming to think of it I would tend to think of it as even more magical! :-)
foehn2over 16 years agoAuthorshe glides like a black kite into the night air, perhaps. oddly enough, this is a poem based on fact.
ishtatover 16 years agoIn this case the sitting, lying, rising, 'ing words work quite well almost like mini commas changing the pace.
Dump "like a phantom" ugh'
KOLKOREover 16 years agoGive me more poetic magical tales, under the moon. I just swoon.
twelveooneover 16 years agoI wonder what the don't use adverbs, -ing ending group thinks?
You know some of these lines seem to mirror the speed of the action.
My Erotic Trailover 16 years agoI enjoyed the poem and most of all thought of the two foxes that frequent my back yard to eat the dogs food (~_~)
