Fox (Photo credit: Natasha Lloyd)
She was sly and she was crafty
She was clever, she was cold
There were only lies and traps in
All the stories that she told
She was daughter to deception
She was misdirection’s queen
She was never on the straight path
She just hovered in between
If she ever felt too lonely
She would never question why
She preferred to be superior
To be effortless, not try
She was crafty like a fox now
She was dark, essentially
And I guess I should have known then
That she’d get the best of me
© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
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Loved the lines “daughter to deception, She was misdirection’s queen. (sounds like an ex wife of mine)
:). Thanks!! 🙂
Love the rhythm here. 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂
Love this poem Helen!
Thanks Elaine!! 🙂
Your blog sounds interesting and inspiring .. hope to see more. Thank you for sharing and best wishes always … 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Love this, Sis!! The photo looks just a fox scoping out my chickens as of late! Grrrrr. 🙂 Great poem!!!! I loved the flow of it. 🙂 xxxxx
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂
She was daughter to deception
She was misdirection’s queen
Simply Genius lines. Love this piece
Thank you so much, that is so kind!! 🙂
Fabulous and unfortunately I have known one like her.
Haven’t we all? Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
This was soberingly beautiful.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂