Foxes Poems - Poems about Foxes

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The atmosphere was thick with souls whose identities were full of holes. The gathered outside my house filling in their blank spaces with anger, hatred, bo......Read the rest...

...Calm halts clouds swollen with snow, they will resent the continuous blow of the four winds of bitter February; an unleashed snowstorm is pure fury! An elated mood rises amid the air of glumnes......Read the rest...

...She's a rhapsodic tale of might beyond falu dynamics sailing through heartbreak's stormy strikes and Lupus fight. In an exchange of blows with darkness, she steams in granite, kindness gleam......Read the rest...

...Erasius de Piles and Cicero neigh Horn Saddler Cambrai League and Trophy Chart Wish me luck dude has skills don't fear a dreamer it's a Champions will "Dawel:Dawal" i'm awake at last red-ch......Read the rest...

...I wander through the days and nights with my mind set on a luxury apartment on the block, I have been saving to buy it for more than a decade because nobody can live in it. I don’t know if it’s h......Read the rest...

...The most welcoming bedroom I ever had was high up in a tree. My hosts were foxes, I believe there were about twenty-three. Some hogged the pillow, but most kind of let me be. They were bragging to......Read the rest...

...As Winter releases its hold and daylight extends its arms, The warm Sun lingers as it shows us its charms. Golden rays touch every blade of weed and grass, Naked trees are fully clothed and the ......Read the rest...

...The world that unfolds before me is unknown, but for some reason it is mine. Yes. Anyone could say that my life is monotonous. But not. I protest. This is not true. Only mine. No one just understoo......Read the rest...

... homelands / husbands / playing house / strands & strings of horses behind strangers lounging un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective ......Read the rest...

...Can you hear the sound of winter's calling? The sound of icy crystals ringing like windchimes Luring in those who possess an icy heart The cold blooded who enjoy pure arctic beauty Warmed throu......Read the rest...

...in the icy darkness beyond our garden foxes are screaming framed by air frost stars sparkle above the clouds of my breath the moon is weeping the gaunt branches of winter trees framed by th......Read the rest...

...The tempest in a teapot, sits there as it may, though it bothers none, that is bothersome, though bother surely begot. The tempest in a teapot, sits there and bestilled, control t......Read the rest...

...The shrewdness of apes delights me so I barely know where to turn, when to go. They are more fun than a drift of hogs. Who smell to high heaven, worse than dead frogs. There is a school of fish......Read the rest...

...The hour matters none ... for the energies have exhausted. In the year of our Lord ... nineteen hundred and twelve, April fifteenth. Writes a future living star ... wish their joys so h......Read the rest...

...'Tis be the night like any, except, this year, the eve will fall on a Sunday. 'Twill be easier for the foxes to appear from their denizens. There'll be time enough for them to put a......Read the rest...