off-gold
at roadside a drying trickle
of fox’s brains
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #1240 Who’s Afraid of Red, Yellow and Blue (Barnett Newman), another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Tommy James and the Shondells, with Tommy wearing a fox curled up on his head –
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