The Red Fox Runs…


The light that shines too bright is no light at all,
Harsh, controlling, knife to the eyes that would see;
Negative, overexposed, a tyrant,
But deep in the wood a red fox runs,
Evading stumbling hunters
Who would rend it, shoot it,
Hang its dead carcass on the wall.
But ever its secret wisdom will evade them,
Down the rabbit hole to the deepest place,
Until the hunters woo their quarry he shall not be caught,
They must seek the fox within,
Now they hunt themselves.



2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Urspo
    Feb 05, 2011 @ 04:56:07

    I liked this one very much. thank you for it.


  2. mbwilliams
    Feb 28, 2011 @ 18:55:10

    …and thank you for commenting Urspo, its great when another writer reads and connects in some way with what you’ve written


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