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Lone Fox (Poem by Mark Borne)

Sometimes I looked out at the endless sea,
Wondering what was left here for me.
The tears began to sting my eyes,
As if I was one who at sad sights cries.
But then I got up as my eyes fell upon a lone fox,
At that moment, the whole world seemed to fit in a box.
Funny how even the simplest of creatures,
Can prove to be the most relaxing of features.

Author's Note: This poem was inspired by the writing prompt on ShaePoems' blog.

Comments

  1. I like this one! It's style is very different than what you normally do, and it's a fun change of pace.

    Do you normally write your poems in couplet form?

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    1. The style definitely is different

      I'm not sure what that means, but I think "No" is a safe answer. Nothing about this poem is normal for me, except that it begins with a rather depressed mindset and ends on a cheerful note

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    2. Lol. Except for it being bipolar. You are like two completely different and contradictory people mushed into one

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    3. And the bipolar part could be described as going from depressing to cheerful xD

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    4. In any case, I do feel this is one of my better non-funny poems. And I'm glad to have been able to give my favorite creatures a place on this blog :D

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    5. lol. That's what is different! it's not a joke!

      You should be the mirror fox!

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    6. Exactly :D

      Nah, I'm sticking to my "Mirror Ant / Mere Ant" pun lol

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    7. For those who don't know, you should have a post explaining what is the deal with the ant. XD

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    8. They can ask in the Q/A if they want xD

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