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 –
Well, this is as earthy and real as it gets 😉
Applauding – I’ll remember this one months from now. 🙂
Lots of foxes around here and one day I walked past this poor guy lying by the road – he looked untouched, very handsome, except for that red trickle. And I thought I owed him a few words.
Poor thing! 😦