The grass is deep green in the forest´s clearing, rabbits and
foxes play hide and seek, only stupid rabbits get caught and
devoured by sleek foxes; a game of death and life played
out on a carpet of natural beauty. When the day is over
the fox and rabbit display no rancor towards each other
for this is poetry where no one really dies. Big forest rats,
brown and silky, have a love life, give birth to pretty little
rats that frolic with wild boars in the lyrical everglades.
And little Red Riding Hood, laughs and laughs at the sight of
bloodied fur on fallen snow. And the hex in the woods is
not there to bite your balls off, she wants you to be kind to
her so she can sleep and wouldn't be left out in the carousel
of sweet nature´s fun and games. A dreamy poem suitable
for children and adults while sitting by the fire, eating apples.
