Animal poems - Fox
Fox
... sleek, clever, mysterious
Behind the fence is an enchanted rock wall, covered in dewy moss, meandering down the creek and into a forest.
Across a cobblestone road, over a wide green meadow and into the foothills of a lush mountain.
Along the pathway you scamper. Your feet pattering on soft earth, like the pattering of impending rains on the land.
You race back to your den.
Mysterious little hunter.
So many words are associated with your being.
As clever as a fox, sexy like a fox, the coy fox, sly like a fox.
Are you all of these things?
Or are you just a quiet survivor.
Your sleek body darks from one place to the next in search of food.
You travel though shadows in the forest, and through green fields, adorned with the flowers of spring.
You survive winter in the most unforgiving places on Earth.
So what are you?
Every animal makes a noise. You stay quiet.
If a fox could, indeed say words, would you still chose to say nothing at all.
You are a private animal, your nesting behavior and raising of fluffy little pups is witnessed by few.
What does the fox say? It is is not a mystery.
The fox may yelp on rare occasion, but it generally says nothing at all.
Behind the fence is an enchanted rock wall, covered in dewy moss, meandering down the creek and into a forest.
Across a cobblestone road, over a wide green meadow and into the foothills of a lush mountain.
Clever, coy, sexy, sleek, sly, private... you are all these things and nothing in the shadows.
You are a mysterious little hunter.
You are a fox.
-- by Andrew Noske
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About this Poem... This is one in a serious of poems I've written about various animals. The motivation, is that I love the idea of spirit animals, and I decided, one day, to ask many of my friend what animal they think best represents their personality. In some cases the poems are written with the person in mind... and sometimes it's purely about the animal. Read more about my process here. If you love this poem or want another written please e-mail me at
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