Carolyn Devonshire Poet Free verse

Sly Fox

slinking through the woods
finding camaraderie only from wolves

heartless, relentless, self-absorbed
predator of the vulnerable

devouring her soul
crushing her hopes
devastating dreams
finding satisfaction when she succumbs

the fox knows nothing of love
seeks but conquest
revels in despair of victims

takes her carcass down to the river
washes purity from her tormented soul

she saw feigned promise in his eyes
the fox, the wolf, the demon

who devastates
devours
crushes
while grinning with satisfaction

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Veronica Joseph December 27, 2010 at 1:25 PM this is extraordinary! I'm shivering still!

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen December 26, 2010 at 1:51 AM Well said, Carolyn. Foxes and wolves are so beautiful to look at, but enticing. One wants to get closer for a better view. But like the demon, they can be very dangerous, wildly destroying their prey. Fortunately, most victims get far enough away to lick their wounds, heal, and live free...never forgetting the dreadful experience. But able to find a measure of joy. So it is also with relationships. Watch out for those foxes out there, my friends. Lovingly, Dane Ann

Robert A. Dufresne December 24, 2010 at 6:59 PM so what politician are we talking about here? :) Well done Carolyn. Reads like Poe.

Sara Kendrick December 23, 2010 at 5:07 PM Very descriptive of some people as well as animals..Good metaphoric work..I am glad that I chose this one to read this eve..Your presence at my blog lifted my spirits..Tommy, Sr. is home today Dec. 23 about noon..He is doing well..Sleeping and resting much..Hope that your Christmas is filled with love from family and friends.Sara

Daniel Cheeseman December 23, 2010 at 12:20 PM Not something you would want to bump into on a dark night, great write as usual lady

Linda Milgate December 23, 2010 at 10:51 AM Great description of a true predator. Enjoyed reading your poem this morning. Will be careful as I wander about today! P. S. I live near some parks and mountains and a mall, heard the sounds in my poem last weekend in the very early morning. They are still here. Comforting--as long as you are inside. Have a wonderous holiday.

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway December 23, 2010 at 7:16 AM Carolyn, you continue to amaze me. You are so profoundly gifted in the art of description. You have the ability to paint such a graphic yet poetic picture on each subject matter. This one touches home... Thank you for writing it! Lay

Wilma Neels December 22, 2010 at 9:02 PM A gripping write Carolyn.. This characteristics in a person can be ugly and devastating especially for the person who is on the receiving end of it.. In the animal kingdom on the otherhand God had a perfect plan and a fox are just as much an integral part of His plan.. I love this thought provoking write of yours.. Love and blessings ;) Wilma

Audrey Haick December 22, 2010 at 11:32 AM Brilliantly written! We live in the wild, as you know Seafaress. The wolves will inherit their fate, no doubt. I feel your angst in this as you are always supportive and loyal to your friends..let the lambs be assured that "tomorrow" will come and all is not lost. Blessings, peace and joy to you, with love, Audrey

Sidney Beck December 22, 2010 at 11:15 AM oh dear....very gritty... as always your poetry is a genuine struggle with emotions....always a task to portray them accurately as you have done..... .by the way, I hope it is purely fiction.....Syd

Joe Flach December 22, 2010 at 11:10 AM Wow. The fox only thinks he is sly, his punishment is yet to come. And, yet, he leaves such damage in his wake. I only hope that the devoured soul can be replinished, the crushed hopes can come alive again, the devastated dreams can once again be dreamt and that the victim is not forever ruined from experiencing true love. Nice job, Carolyn. Joe

Mitchell Falcon December 22, 2010 at 11:07 AM Very nice write, Happy Holidays! Enjoyed, Mitchell. Please check out some of my new Holiday poems!

Daver Austin December 22, 2010 at 10:28 AM This lech is definitely sadistic, utterly sociopathic. Frightening that there are such people in this world, human as well as animal. Love, Dave

Carrie Richards December 22, 2010 at 7:17 AM A deep poem, this metaphor makes us ponder what lies behind the heart of this excellent, yet disturbing poem. Hope this isn't a personal reflection on something touching your life that is painful or taking away your peace of mind. Hugs, just in case!!:) Hope this is simply good poetry!:)

John Rhinem December 22, 2010 at 7:11 AM Smile ~ "My Love & Warmth to 'You Always' &, All You Love, 'Forever,'" John! ~ Smile, "Have A Very 'Blessed & Beautiful' Day 'My Dear, Precious Carolyn Devonshire,' Amid The Forest Green of, 'Neverending &, Beautiful Love'" ~ "Happy Holidays;" Bye!:) ~

John Loving Iii December 22, 2010 at 7:07 AM that's part of nature. these are beast they eat what God provides in the method he ordained them to. with cunning and viciousness.hunger is a force to be reckoned with no matter what place we are in the food chain. and yet compaired to us the fox is a far less of a threat.

John Rhinem December 22, 2010 at 7:06 AM Smile ~ Yet aside from this my own reflective thought my dear; "Yes," this is a sad somber poe painting, an unpleasant truth so often found amid people, relationships & life within the here & now but, Soon, the light of day shall Dawn &, sorrow shall abate so, keep "Your Beauties" eyes to the skies &, keep brushing these soul-stirred poes; "Profound" ~ ....Cont:)

John Rhinem December 22, 2010 at 6:58 AM Smile!? ~ Now that, Sounds like a pretty bad wolf "My 'Dear, Precious & Priceless Carolyn Devonshire!!!'" ~ I wonder if this is fiction or perhaps, a true experience? Either or, sometimes I truly Do wonder, whom is the hunter & whom is the hunted within this it often does seem, razzle dazzle, presto chango World wherein, All, is not always what it does sometimes portray or paint itself to somehow be.... ~ Cont:)

Dr.Ram Mehta December 22, 2010 at 5:13 AM Something serious is going on in your mind, as I may imagine, or maybe I am wrong. I hope it is only fictional write. Carolyn

Tahera Mannan December 22, 2010 at 2:37 AM This is a great write Carolyn.Merry Christmas and a Happy New year to you and yours.

Harry Horsman December 21, 2010 at 11:24 PM Well well, i love this Carolyn, you are so right. BUT! have you ever seen the fox with her offspring, she is so lovable a profound need of effection. But to survive i guess she takes on he role of evil. love what you write and this is no exception. Harry

C.C Bloomsfield December 21, 2010 at 10:41 PM Ow i love this great poem'A heart as good as yours' should beware of the sly fox. .Yes..sweet lady,you deserve the best! X

Charles Henderson December 21, 2010 at 10:10 PM Wow, Carolyn, you really went with this one. Check your soup mail

Deb Radke December 21, 2010 at 9:15 PM Oh Carolyn, a cruel write of a poem. Very good. What vivid phrasing... 'washes purity from her tormented soul'. Incredible line. You wrote perfectly of a detached, conquering love. My best, Deb