Anu; Love refers paradise
We feel in love now
Waiting,
Although already.
There we are
Our body is the mind
And existence.
Nude not feeling of happiness
Mine happiness in my heart
And refuse,
Each reckless raw path
In each of our breaths
Ignition of human life.
The breathing stream not ingested
vulpes corvum dream rely on game
Smell belongs to touching word
Or Krishna passion.
We are at the peak of the fun of the truth
Near the colored paradise in sweetness
Although already.
Categories:
vulpes, 4th grade, beautiful, desire,
Form: Narrative
In many colours I come and many places inhabit
when in South America crabs are my favourite
I chase them with great glee and delicately
Their flesh pick out of their shells and pincers
Come to Africa, when I reside here I have bat ears
that swivel around as I listen for my prey
a tasty rabbit, a guinea fowl even just a mouse
I hide any excess and return to dine in leisure
When living in Russia I am silver in colour
a thick pelt and bushy tail which I display
with such great pride to attract the vixens
then in a matter of weeks new cubs join me
England not quite so cool here the hunt
dogs baying for my blood as I am chased
uphill and down dale, cunningly I head downstream
then hide up in some trees, yes I can climb them
Arctic is where I the Alopex live with my tiny ears
to help me not to lose too much heat in the snowy Tundras
here I eat whatever I can even a fish when it's salmon run
with my vixen we share the raising of four to eleven cubs
Known world wide as cunning and sly, I am a survivor
overcoming different adversities as they arise
Reynard is the name most men know and curse me by
especially if I have raided their chicken coops
Categories:
vulpes, nature,
Form: Narrative
Vulpes vulpes stares
Wind whispers, a hunter’s pose
Murine meal under snow
for Debbie Guzzi's Animal Haiku Contest
Shawn Sackman (Northern CA)
Categories:
vulpes, nature,
Form: Haiku