Sunday, June 5, 2016

The fox

Weave through the roots
Mangroves alike.
A foxtail, catch it quickly.
The birds sing for you help. 
Grapes fall from their vineyard.
You have run too far.
Don't give up. 
A cacophony ensues.
The nesting hens are disturbed.
The fox is gone and along with his prize.

Inspired by Theflavortrain