Saturday, 5 June 2010

Early for the Poetry Bus!

Well, I have to be if I am to be the driver, don't I? Tomorrow will be taken up with giving the bus a clean and polish and setting up the bar - and on Monday morning, early, we shall be away.
So here is my contribution. If you want to jump on the bandwagon (sorry, bus) then feel free to join us. Write a poem on any flora or fauna - actual or metaphorical - and post it on your blog with a link for me if you can (if you can't then just send me a comment - at present my knowledge of links is very limited and only time will tell whether I can do them or not).


Vixen.

You swept into the restaurant;
with your flaming red hair and
bright green eyes
you cut a swathe
through the diners - all eyes
turned your way.

My worst suspicions
were confirmed
when you ordered
rabbit pie.


See you all on Monday. Don't bother to stick your hand out to stop the bus, I am sure I shall recognise you all by your beauty, your elegance and your savoir-faire!

16 comments:

Pamela Terry and Edward said...

Oh, I love this!!
You should pilot the bus every week.

Dominic Rivron said...

Magically anthropomorphic!

Gwei Mui said...

Great - what a vixen!

Heather said...

What a lovely post and poem Pat. Both made me chuckle. You would recognise me by my exhausted, zombielike scruffy appearance - I've used every scrap of energy on improving the look of the garden this week. Wish someone would do the same for my 'look'. See you on the bus.

Cloudia said...

Yeah....




Aloha from Waikiki

Comfort Spiral

patteran said...

Just right, Pat!

I really must try to catch up with the Poetry Bus.

Pam said...

Haha! Great! Enjoyed this.

Niamh B said...

Am onboard now weaver, thanks for driving, I'll get back later to read around...

Titus said...

Lovely Weaver!
And shades of the wonderful Dolly Parton's "Jolene", for me.

The Bug said...

I love this! My mom's family were Foxes - but I don't think any of them ever ordered rabbit pie.

Jeanne Iris said...

Ahhh, we vixens aren't so bad! ; )

Love this, Ms. Weaver!

Derrick said...

Hello Weaver,

Sorry I couldn't climb on board this week after all! Enjoyed your town fox though and my look at your earlier photos. Put me down for one of the farmer's veg boxes!

BT said...

What a marvellous poem Weaver. I just love your vixen and can picture her sachaying across the floor. How super.

Peter Goulding said...

That really is a terrific last line. Great fun and congratulations on a highly successful chauffeurship of the bus (despite the crisis!)

the watercats said...

ooohh.. yum!.. we had rabbit pie the other night :-)
sorry for not commenting before, I've been feeling like a cheese puff and trying to chase gigs, lol!
anyway... great prompt this week and thouroughly enjoyed your poem too, a fabulous take on the old foxy ladies :-D

Niamh B said...

I love your take on the theme Weaver, fabulously described! Thanks again for driving