The Hunt

Merlot is sipping me tonight

It does no good when it's this way around.

Disney dreams stop by briefly to say hello

My head drops in grief

It's time to let them go.

Hope...

I still believe in hope

I still believe in

Believe.

That mountain high 

Just the memory of that

Mountain high...

As I write this

The fox is screaming desparatly in my front yard

So hungry for the same hunger I feel.

I want to protect him

Poor, beautiful, wild, shy creature that he is.

His home is not on this safe, residential street...

His home is where I wish my home could be.

Reviews

[Corset]

Me too, You have become a very very good poet, I think suffering does that to us, I'm sorry I was part of that suffering, it was never about hurting you, beautiful soul ,I hope you know that. It was about looking you in the eye, my only excuse is survival, you can see , that when you come to my page he doesn't speak to me, or visit. That should give you comfort. I had to make my own way, as you know by now, as long as he is near there is no finding someone else. I just wanted to tell you two things, I always loved you, I never meant to cause you such pain, I was going to slip off into the night but he blew the whistle on me, lol. fink, ...just kidding, anyway, it didn't happen that way, but I needed you to know that I hurt that you hurt, and I'm sorry for hurting you, it wasn't intentionally. I loved him first..lol, you came along with your Angel self and just made me realize I was spinning wheels there, it wasn't like I never told him before. I'm sorry Angel, and I just wanted to say you have become an amazing poet. Best of luck and love to you.

[Little Whisper]

Ten years later I'm seeing this ...
I love you too.

[Alisa Js]

I have often wondered why there is pain with love for far too many?

To me, in my never to be humble opinion, if one loves with a genuine love from within, without expectation then where is the pain? I would agree that there is aching, yes...but that is a type of sweet torture and not in the same realm as pain.

Reading this piece and some of the comments... it appears as if pain and sadness are generally accepted with love.

I would beg to disagree.

I hope you are doing well.

alisa ;-)

[Karen]

The first line caught my attention immediately, and I wondered about that reverse image. It's a great line! The poem then moves into a more somber mood of disillusionment and sadness, though with a glimmer of hope in believing. And the analogy with the fox is great... and sad. Thank you for writing and sharing this poem!

[Little Whisper]

Thank you Karen...thank you very much for your insightful review. :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

I think the final 2 lines give this poem the oomph...The dream to be free and wild eh?....knowing the danger involved...the risk.....Great write

[Little Whisper]

Thank you so much. :)

[Rahul]

I want to protect him
Poor, beautiful, wild, shy creature that he is.

His home is not on this safe, residential street...
His home is where I wish my home could be.

Aren;t you cute :) this write's lovely and well penned with your scent :) Your writes're awesomely penned indeed. I'd love to read some more writes. Keep writing until. :)

[zainul]

I can see the beauty is strewn all across the compact piece.
Last two lines impressed me:

"His home is not on this safe, residential street...
His home is where I wish my home could be."

[Little Whisper]

I so appreciate your review... thank you. :)

[zainul]

You are most welcome,lovely poet.:)

[SyberRose]

I enjoyed the way you compared the fox to yourself as we all have the same feelings and I loved the ending...his home is where you want your home to be...Nicely penned...Rose:)

[Little Whisper]

Thank you so much Rose... :)
Laura :)

[Leica]

the pain and sorrows of our lives are merely laying tracks so joy has something to ride on..
well expressed poem..much enjoyed!

[Little Whisper]

Thank you so much for your much appreciated review. :)

[Perdition]

You are an amazingly "pure" poet ! Dickens BEWARE~