I am the Fox.

The observant one

In spirit and emotion.

Untrusting of humans,

I cause a commotion.

A fun loving nature.

I love humor and play,

I smile and charm my way

Hair of Red

Iʼm beautiful to see

I can disappear in a flash

No one has ever caught me

I walk in shadow and in light

As I move between worlds,

some would get a fright.

But I understand the higher realms

Where Angels walk and Demons dread

I am the Fox.

If I could, I'd spread my arms and change them into wings

Embrace blue skies with fearless flight as feathers grew

And gaze upon the world that was once so small and all I knew

If I could, I'd swing through mazes of twisted branches

Sliding down the snaking trucks of tall trees

Hopping to the next one with such agility and ease

If I could, I'd race across the snowy tips of the mountains

And with pounding paws and pounding heart run all afternoon

Then, as night fell cast my head back to howl at the harvest moon

I would definitely love to be a bat,

An adorable quasi-blind flying rat.

Using echolocation,

And reverberation,

To know exactly where I’m at.

It's pretty obvious what type of animal I'd want to be

A dinosaur is the kind of animal for me

But what kind dinosaur of the east and west

Would fit me the best

I could be vicious as Tyrannosaurus

Or peaceful like Apatosaurus

How about a fast Velociraptor

or maybe a small Microraptor

Carnotaurus, Stegosaurus, Iguanadon

Yutyrannus, Ankylosaurus, Troodon

Utahraptor, Gallimimus, Triceratops

Nothronychus, Minmi, Protoceratops

So many dinosaurs so much fun

One too many to pick, I can't choose one

A warm heart in a land of white,

A strong warrior,

Stopping any threat in sight,

A silent, unseen hunter,

Invisible in the moonlight.

Beautiful and deadly,

Power in a body,

Purity covered in darkness,

Soft gold and stormy silver,

Lethal; tragic; kind,

The protector in the shadows,

Creature of the light.

I would cross mountain ranges,

drop down onto the tundra floor,

and forage as the season changes,

in constant search of my pack of four.

I would slink between trees,

then peer through willows and alders.

During the day I would feel indestructible, free,

but in the cold night wonder if it mattered.


Each day I would flee from bears,

steadily follow the ravens,

prey on moose, caribou, deer,

longing to return to my den, my haven.

Fighting, surviving, living,

urged by a need I don’t understand,

I would keep on thriving,

and my lonely howl would cross the land.

Mysterious reptile as old as time

What secrets he hides in his shell

Only he can tell,

Of  tales  he has seen

In his trails under the sea.

Nestled in his abode,

He confides in himself alone.

For the years spent on this earth,

Has made him wise

To keep stories untold.

Forward he goes.

Paddling slow,

Taking pleasure in his travel

On land and sea.

Make no complaint of his pace,

As he knows life is an endless marathon race.

Peers out to face the world

To hear the calls of mother earth

Stirring his primal senses.

Then returns to his shield

His only defenses .

Vulnerable to human atrocities,

He struggles to survive.

Lumbering in despair,

To the brink of extinction.

My steps are thunder

To confirm my presence

Or else you'd wonder

If I were magic, or a spirit

That took your breathe

And ran away with it

With mighty legs

I'll endure the distance

Chasing my heart wherever it wishes

Try and tame me

If you dare

Only for love

Will I let you near

Grace is constant

As pulse is beating

I am the creature

Your soul is seeking

Across distant lands

To ocean shores

I'm a wild one

Forever more 

A bird would be my choice

Not just for flight

Not just for voice

Although I'd love to tweet all day

Or fly high in the warm sun of May

I'd choose a bird for more than that

More than I'd chose a dog or cat

A dog or cat stay locked away

While birds spread their wings and fly all day.

The freedom they have to up and go

That's a feeling I'll never know

So that is why I'd be a bird, rarely seen but always heard.