Monday, 8 December 2008


intelligent eyes
in a sharp face

a rush forward
to sniff

a tussle
a ripped sandwich


a retreat

a shrieked quack

a duck
hanging limp

a bushy tail

There have also been poetic foxes over on Bolts of Silk recently, you can find them by following the links below:

The Fox of Yellowstone by Janie Hoffman
Untitled by Art Durkee

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Anonymous said...

I saw a sudden plethora of foxes around the place, Juliet. What a joy, the trickster spirit is irrepressable. And your poemfox like a rogue in a cape with the quick swish of his tail and gone, is beautiful.

Leatherdykeuk said...

With winter approaching the foxes are getting braver here, too.

Lovely poem.

The Weaver of Grass said...

That is one poetic fox Juliet.

Susan Richardson said...

I love the pattern of guttural sounds - 'a shrieked quack// a duck..." - perfectly placed!

Dave King said...

I was watching a fox in our front garden last night. A beauty. So ws this.

Tracy said...

You've been tagged.

Hi Juliet, we've crossed paths before on EcoStreet. I've tagged you at

All the best,


Bobbi said...

How appropriate! I have a mom and 3 baby fox (?foxes) living in my backyard. I love to see mom's bushy tail as she dashes from place to place!

RachelW said...

Now that's a fox!

A bushy-tailed fellow visited my blog recently, too, though my visitor was much less spunky than yours.

It's amazing who you can meet around here, if you keep your eyes open.

Beatrice V said...

I love this, so lucky to observe nature at leisure. In a concrete city, nature does erupt here and there, but mostly it takes a back seat, blinded by city lights; though I have known friends to nurture foxes in their gardens.

AscenderRisesAbove said...

the dropped part is so very clever. you are brilliant with your poems

YowlYY said...

Lovely picture you painted here - I like foxes, so clever (and my bunnies are safely behind the walls).There were 2 that used to visit our back garden every night and early morning, but since the housing development finished they stopped coming.

Thanks for the invitation, btw, but sadly I have to pass for the moment - can't justify any books entering the house at the risk of having to move out ;-)

gel said...

like the style of this poem- can imagine the fox- we have them in our backyard forest

BTW, I named my camera "foxy"! (There's two blog posts about that. I'm not joking).

Julie said...

Beautiful, Juliet. I can picture the fox and his "intelligent face." Such nice music in the lines, too.