Sunday, March 2, 2008

The Red Fox

I wrote a poem called The Red Fox.

Have you seen her trotting on the
snow-blanketed hills?
Have you heard her
yowling to the moon?
Have you seen her dipping her paws
in the snow drifts she loves?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very sharp and vivid poem. You've helped me see the fox in my mind's eye. I can visualize it well as it moves across the ridge in the back of your house.

(Have you ever heard of the "mind's eye?")