Hell’s hunt on pounding hooves
rattles leaves in its quest
to slaughter mystery.
Ego thinks bravado’s noise
will scare sly into misfortune,
but cunning wears silence well.
Man, horse or hounds are no match
for the fox’s unequaled mastery of using
another’s bluster as a cloak for disappearing.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
At Real Toads Mama Zen challenged us with, "What does the fox say?" She wanted us to use 43 words or less to communicate it, but I broke the rules by five extra words. Words Count With Mama Zen ~ Sleepover Edition
Comments
I love this line and that you brought in part of what the true fox is like. Well written, Susie!
"cunning wears silence well"
is just an absolutely brilliant line!
enjoyed listening to the fox vocalizations. (will NOT listen to the song!)
♥
another’s bluster as a cloak for disappearing.' ~ love the last line, and voices are magical...~ once while walking I got in the loop of fox' voices...it was scary...~ cool writing!
K
This is stellar!
I love (did I say love?!) the use of the cloak imagery! Just love it!