Urban Fox
Silence echoes around the quiet street;
Footsteps muffled in the nocturnal gloom.
The misting of my breath before me plumes,
Condensing with the fog beneath my feet
The sickly yellow glows from overhead
Cast isolated shadows in the night;
But movement in periphery of sight
Deflects me from the thoughts inside my head.
I falter in my contemplative track
To watch him promenade across the road.
He turns his head revealing eyes that glow,
While pausing on his way and looking back.
Disdaining me he saunters boldly on.
He passes on beyond the roadside veil,
Presenting his dismissive bushy tail;
The fox’s final flourish, then he’s gone.