pink coated riders gather,
scarlet blood-lust fuelled.
They talk of cross-country trails
and the best route to follow.
Horse and hounds move out,
a pack in pursuit of prey.
Horn sounds"Tally-ho!"
and the cavalcade sets off
in haphazard formation.
Frightened animal,
alert, outwits the hunter.
Tail remains intact
as the harrowing day ends
and fox has won the contest.
For today's IGWRT, thanks to Hannah, and Peter Trimming's Photo.
I hate the fox hunt. This one ended happily but, I've seen the footage of a fox once the hounds have caught it, it's barbaric and savage.
ReplyDeleteGlad this had a happy ending :)
Yeah for fox!!
ReplyDeleteYour poem carries great momentum so apropos for the hunt, Jinsky!! I'm so glad that the fox won!!! Thanks a million for writing this fun piece for Real Toads Transforming Friday!!
ReplyDeleteYay! Go foxy!! :D Foxes are such beautiful creatures :) And you wrote a great piece! :D
ReplyDeleteYay for the fox!
ReplyDeleteI agree..glad that the fox won ~
ReplyDeleteThank heavens. I HATE fox hunting. Well done!
ReplyDeleteOne more cheer for the fox!
ReplyDeleteI love the fox escaped!! Bravo!!
ReplyDeleteI abhor the hunt! So glad this one had a happy ending.
ReplyDeleteYay fox! One summer I had the job (my favorite job ever) of riding two horses for a local judge who was too busy to ride them himself, but wanted them in shape for foxhunting season. I loved riding horseback riding on the trails, but I hated to think of why I was doing it. I enjoyed your write Penny, and thanks for the little trip down memory lane.
ReplyDeleteScore one for Mr. Fox!!!!
ReplyDeleteA neat write, you must have been there. For me the hunt is surreal, occurring only in the fiction I read--all of it on the side of the fox.
ReplyDeleteCheer for the fox...trip the huntsmen! Great write.
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