Dead fox – poem for dVerse

The fox lay crumpled
by the roadside –
his fur a burning haze,
all grace gone –

caught by a car
sweeping through
the early morning
half-light.

Maybe the driver
felt a twist of guilt.

Or maybe not.

A fox, after all,
is just a fox.

 

It’s early doors at dVerse tonight and Kim is on quadrille duty. Forty four words, including the key word – tonight it’s “early”. 

27 thoughts on “Dead fox – poem for dVerse

  1. After all, it is just another dead wild animal. I’d like to think the driver felt remorse, but I almost doubt it. I’ve known drivers to purposely swerve to hit the animal. A brutal reality in this sad age.

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  2. I hate seeing dead animals by the side of the road. But I love the tone of your quadrille, Sarah, and the way you create empathy with the fox in the line:
    The fox lay crumpled
    by the roadside –
    his fur a burning haze,
    all grace gone’
    and anger at the driver for possibly thinking
    ‘A fox, after all,
    is just a fox’.

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  3. seeing the aftermath of a road kill can be quite jarring, but only for a moment don’t you think, then other pressing things take precedence. how sad for that fox, I am sure another fox is missing it this very moment. early morning light can be so deceiving

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  4. I can’t tell you how much this resonates as this very morning I hit a racoon on my way to work just as the sun was rising. It was a horrible experience. I love all creatures so to me it was not just a racoon. I felt guilty even though it came bolting out of nowhere and I had no choice.

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