FOX V THE DARKNESS

THE HUNTING BAN IS REPEALED

AND AS I RUN WITH MY FRIEND THE WIND

WE HEAR YOU SHOUTING CRUEL

FOR MY SKIN I LIVE WITHIN

I START MY RUN

life now in precious love i must dance

my vixen  stay down low-let me meet every blow

through the grass across the stream-perhaps a chance again to dream

paper voices -have sent echo to my blood

to adorn the pale face-of the young human hound

i know all the land between my ears

breathing heavy,breathing fear

on the ridge i look back closer now the snarling pack

behind them roar the red cloud

its me and the darkness-

down the hill where my kits played

where old red was dragged from his grave

a sport they say to end our days

i hope the gods remembers there names

walking pace

to late

a white sharp tidal wave

now flags of blood 

and flayed alive

my spirit will still sing

while my love she hides-

sherry glass-sounded horn-beaten flesh-

red coated demon smiles-pale laughter amongst the graves does hide

SILENT IS THE FIELD AND WOOD

SILENT THE NIGHT UNDER STARS DRIFTING STILL

SILENT THE RIVER AND STREAM

SILENT THE WATCHING VIXEN

SILENT THE DREAMING BREEZE

SILENT THE MIX OF LIFE -THE MIX OF BEATING SPIRIT

SILENT THE FOX