Foxy Till Dawn

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Wed, 04 Aug 2021
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23 comments
 

A poem about myself not being able to sleep,

watching Vixen with her three pups at 3am

in neighbouring garden, from my bedroom window.

 

 

The brazen youth in shadows romp,

brush tips of branches scratching itch;

mischievous customs night scented

squeal, cavorting amid brilliance of

security light; illumination brighter

than full moon's rays in darkness of

summer night.

 

See a rustling spill of fading petals,

cub peeping from behind foxgloves

that bloom adorning wooden fence;

those inquisitive wild sparkling eyes

watching siblings in high spirits, not

sinewy but able to pounce, as russet

tails toss.

 

No rules in their games as I watch their

escapades. So wrapped up in antics, they

don't see me watching, as mama explores,

constantly aware pups boisterous game.

Vixen's patience now fading, she gives

a yelp, glowing light went out as mum

guides her cubs through to a foxy dawn.

 

Pixabay free image.

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

What a pleasure and privilege! and so useful for the IP! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by marandina on

What a wondrous image. That must have been such a wonderful sight. Your poem beautifully done, of course. Paul x

 

Submitted by Hydra on

You have to hand to Fantastic Mr Fox and Co. They've adapted so well to the urban environment. 

Submitted by onemorething on

I love foxes. Lovely imagery. I particularly like the contrast of the security light and the moon. :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks Rhiannon,

it was during that really hot spell we had, and like you say, it was a real privilege to watch. Reading about the I P, Just been spending time trying to put together a description of what I was seeing.

Thank you so much for letting me know you found it a pleasure to read.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

you know I just couldn't sleep, so when I got up and saw the neighbours security light on, I became inquisitive, so glad I did, it made my night, the cubs were so playful too.

I really appreciate your comment, it brings so much joy to beable to share.

Thank you so much.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You are so right Scorpio88,

foxes have definitely adapted to urban life. Where we live there's a family of four cubs that have survived and love to roam our gardens, more so at night, though a couple of summers ago we had a large fox sunbathing on our grass, if I'd had a camara I'd have taken a picture, but I don't own a camara anymore, or a mobile, so don't get to capture these moments anymore...sadly.

But thank you so much for your input. Long live Fantastic Mr Fox. wink

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rachel,

I'm so glad you enjoyed this poem, like you I love foxes, they're such fascinating creatures, and those cubs sure put a smile on anyones face with their antics. 

Thank you so much for reading and your great words of encouragement. Made my night.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

It was lovely to see the cherries Editors, such a compliment and a wonderful surprise, made my night. Thank you so much.smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

You have described these foxcubs so well! So many great observations -

"squeal, cavorting amid brilliance of/security light" Cavorting brilliant, sort of exciting and unusual, just as seeing the foxes

"See a rustling spill of fading petals,

cub peeping from behind foxgloves" (LOVE  this)

"not sinewy, but able to pounce" this is great, so we know they are not so strong as an adult, but they are not at all floppy or weak

"no rules in their game" not only about their being wild, also these babies able to experiment, have fun because their Mum is protecting them.

And then you finish on "dawn", when the sun comes up, but also as their lives are just beginning. It's all wonderful! I am so sorry about the terrible heat and you not being able to sleep, but you really used that insomnia well!!!! Thankyou for sharing :0)

 

Submitted by Kilb50 on

A good fox poem always cheers me up! Thanks Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Wow! Where do I start to say thank you Di? This was such a wonderful in depth and meaningful comment that was such a thrill to read.

I'd never seen foxes in real life till I moved here, not even as a child when we had woods at the bottom of our garden, so you can imagine what a privilage it is to see them. I remember when we first moved in so many years ago, a fox came right up to our conservatory door, it was a big one and I felt so stupid, because I told my partner there was a wolf at the door, not realizing how big they could get.

When he told me it was a fox, I thought to myself imagine coming face to face with a real wild wolf, very scary, though I do love to see wolves, though if I knew it was safe I'd love to touch one.

Any way I'm glad the heatwave has gone, though I doubt we've seen the end somehow, but thank you for your understanding.

I'm very grateful for your comment Di, Thank you so much again.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

HI kilb50,

so glad I could bring you some cheer with this poem. Foxes are always so inspiring to writers, whether it be a poem or a story, they make for great reading. smiley

Thank you for letting me know you enjoyed.

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by hilary west on

Hi Jenny.

This is absolutely beautiful, Jenny. You have excelled yourself. I would be very proud to have written this one, ah woe is me. Very well done !!!

Best Wishes,

hilary        angel

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Hilary,

it's good to hear from you and hope you are well.

I'm so pleased you liked this poem, it was fun to recollect what I saw and record for the future.

Thank you for stopping by to read and let me know you liked, I'm always grateful for your comments.

Jenny. 

 

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Submitted by jeand on

HI Jenny

What a lovely way to benefit from not sleeping. How delightful to be able to watch the fox and her babies. 

Jean Day

Submitted by hilary west on

Hi Jenny.

I am sorry you cannot sleep at night. It must be the hot nights. I think we all can sympathise with this !!!

hilary smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

it certainly was a wonderful sight to behold, at times like this I don't mind being not able to sleep. smiley

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts...glad you liked.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Hilary,

that's very kind of you to think of me. The period I couldn't sleep in was when we had that heatwave, it was so draining, yet impossible to get off to sleep. But normally the other reason I can't sleep, is because I have a lot going on in my mind and I can't shut down.

If words for poetry come to me, I just have to get up and write them down. I used to keep a note pad and pen beside the bed, but it disturbed my partner, who luckily sleeps deeply, so now I keep my writing for our spare room where I can write till my hearts content.

Anyway enough of my ramblings. Thank you again for your concern.

Jenny. x

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Such a lovely window you've given us to look out upon those nocturnal creatures. Captivating poem Jenny, so well composed, and one I will read again.smiley

Penny4athought

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What a kind comment, I'm so glad you enjoyed reading Penny. It made my day that you would want to come back and read again, makes writing so worthwhile to know and put a smile on my face. 

Thank you so much. smiley

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks again Hilary. smiley

Jenny.