Reynard’s Defiance

(A Variation on the Sonnet)

 

Sly fox walks down in darkest woods – at night,

at home, he hunts. Agile. Silence gives rise

to Tawny owl’s short hoot. Eerie moonlight

begins to brighten shadows. Slowly eyes

adjust. Perfect vision reflects despite

low light. Unearthly timbre. Family cries

for food as vixen protects. Reynard’s last bite.

New dawn, new day as yellow creatures prise

the earth below metal jaws. Tearing might.

As trees begin to fall concrete belies

nature’s allure. His cubs and vixen take flight.

Human disease persists – Nature’s demise?

The country fox prevails – adapts – becomes

urban, his home now yards. Does man succumb?

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