Echoes: ‘a glorious anthology… bursting with delightful poems’ Buy now. Limited stocks.

The Fox

 

Two terriers in a wooden box

see nothing until they see the fox...

 

then jaws that slather, ripping flesh

reward the hounds their bloody mess.

 

While men watch on for naught but sport,

to blood their cheeks at horns retort...

 

entrenched in hate they do the same,

to us, "The Fox" in all but name.

 

 

https://www.facebook.com/reel/24403922789284702

 

 

🌷(9)

◄ Antwerpen

"To the person sitting in darkness" (Two Americas) ►

Commments

Profile image

David RL Moore

Mon 19th Jan 2026 21:56

Thanks to those who sent flowers x

View all comments

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses only functional cookies that are essential to the operation of the site. We do not use cookies related to advertising or tracking. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message