The Moon
The sun is fun, when all’s said and done,
but there’s something about that moon.
The Fox
The vixen hesitates, cautiously sniffing at the exit to her den.
She pokes out her head and listens intently, then slinks out unseen.
She’s on the hunt, her steps quick and light, hesitating, stopping.
She creeps slowly through the grass, creeping up on what she hears.
She suddenly leaps, dispatching her prey with a quick, sharp bite.
She carries her prey home to feed her hungry, yipping young.
Obsession
Obsession
Lies like a blanket
Hovering
Over all of my thoughts
nice...each has a cool quality but i really like the simple depth of the last one...
ReplyDeleteThe last one really spoke to me, too.
ReplyDeleteAh, I love the Moon one best, but they're all great, Eric.
ReplyDeleteLove & Blessings,
Marion