What Does the Fox Call It

Because it is Sunday, the people wear
red jackets, which are often called 'pink.'
They ride horses, which they call horses,
or sometimes 'hunters', as though it was their fault.
The horses are brown, white or black,
and are sometimes called bay, grey or black.
the horses follow brown, white and black dogs,
which are usually called 'hounds.'

The dogs follow the fox,
which is sometimes called 'Todd or Charlie.'
The fox is rusty-coloured
till the dogs catch it.  Then it's more red.
The people cut off its tail, which they call its 'brush.'
If not dead, let us hope it is unconscious.

There is someone new there today,
they smear her cheeks and forehead with blood.

The fox is bloodied,
but they say she is 'blooded.'

They call all this 'field sports'
or 'a good day's hunting.'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Bangalee Avatar
February 27, 2019 at 2:29 AM
excellent poem- The fox is bloodied, /but they say she is 'blooded.'
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 25, 2019 at 7:59 AM
I know it is a time-honored sport but it feels too barbaric for me. You have conveyed this well Yazmin. Congratulations on having this poem featured! : )
Neumann Avatar
May 1, 2018 at 2:24 AM
Good poem. The fox calls it unnecessary murder, I suppose. Touches me on more than one levels. My ex-wife went hunting. Well, my new wife cuddles caterpillars...Many wishes, Kai
Inman Avatar
April 7, 2018 at 9:46 AM
An insightful write Yazmin.
Lamoureux Avatar
April 4, 2018 at 9:05 AM
This is very good, you have talent.
Breidenthal Avatar
April 4, 2018 at 5:16 AM
Very interesting one. (: Good job! Also, quite gory. ^_^-JWE
Thomas Avatar
March 29, 2018 at 4:03 PM
I would imagine the fox would calls it savagery! I really enjoyed the way you wrote this one out Yasmin. Just checking though, did you mean for the word up there to be "coloured?"
Ajmal Avatar
March 29, 2018 at 4:00 PM
It s a really beautiful written poem and I reallylike the message this poem gives us, the hunting of any animal is wrong, whether it s fox or any other, it s evil and it s affect our food chain, good luck and thanks for reading my poems, I really appreciate your friendly visit
Downing  Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 7:53 PM
Not a fan of that brutal sport but I did enjoy your poem, Yazmin... Hugs :)
Michael Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 12:15 PM
What do you call it...All the best Yazmin...Happy Easter
S     Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 8:59 AM
Not something I'm familiar with. Excellent, vivid descriptions. Looking forward to reading more from you Yazmin. ~ Judy
Poteet Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 7:49 AM
You make some great points, Yazmin. I enjoyed your guiding us through the colors of the hunt and the hounds. Must be some kind of psychological thrill, people get from sicking the hounds on a fox. Raw power, maybe?
Williams Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 7:38 AM
A brutal sport indeed, a well depicted satire. Thank goodness we dont have this sport in Australia, if you can call it that - not very sporting for the poor fox....Maria PS welcome to Poetry Soup
Pandit Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 7:26 AM
I am so impressed with your way with words..enjoyed reading your story..a deeper question in the end. Keep writing friend.
Trifiatis Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 7:02 AM
Informative satire pleasantly read! You could call it "Free Verse" my new friend, Yazmin. Welcome to our poetic family, I am certain you have a lot to offer! Barbaric sport if ever it is a sport!
One Avatar
March 28, 2018 at 6:59 AM
I am against fox hunting, pure evil and not a sport.. Only done by the upper class in the UK as you know...
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