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Thursday, March 3, 2011

From last spring's scribble book: of the late March sun, in my shadow a fox's lair... but for the moment.


warmth
seeps into their den
the kits

14 comments:

TALON said...

I can just see the kits, yawning and stretching in some pale Spring sunshine. Gorgeous, D!

Judie said...

Well, here's another on that speaks just to me! I love the warmth and contentment of my place of safety!!

sandy said...

March has an amazing amount of heat from the sun. I can picture your poem scene so well.

Frank... said...

An appealing image, Magyar...

Timoteo said...

You mean baby foxes aren't called "foxlets?"

The Bodhi Chicklet said...

I have many neighbors who see fox. Now, I live in suburbia, a long established suburbia but wildlife seems to be encroaching on us, I guess as a hand-me-down from encroaching on their habitats further out. I didn't pour a glass of wine for the owl - I've heard they are strictly tee-totalers. Thanks for stopping by and leaving me your words.

John McDonald said...

lovely
john

Lorraine said...

and is there anything warmer than the heat of spring's progeny

Emma Dalloway said...

wonderful in its simplicity

Gillena Cox said...

the warmth of belonging; Happy Spring
much love...

Crafty Green Poet said...

and soon they'll emerge into the world, how lovely!

Magyar said...

__I'm always so happy to have your visits and comments, my friends!
__Emma... I expect we are all sure you've "aced" your studies! Bravo, and welcome! _m

Janice Thomson said...

Would love to see a fox - we don't have them in this particular area - no doubt the coyote has chased away.
Such a warm likable image Magyar.

Jingle Poetry said...

love your Haiku.