“She said if a red fox had crossed somewhere, that area was safe”
from “Surfacing” by Kathleen Jamie.
Once, I met a Fay, this is what she said.
Beware of human glamour, if a
person your klaxons clamor, with visions of blood running red
Heed the warning, be clever, cunning, quick as a foxYou already a lifetime of suffering had
Monster, upon monster has your path crossed
Get out, go away, seek another context somewhereWhere your gifts are cherished, your heart nourished, that area
©RedCat
Are your fountain of trust, wellspring of creative lust, deep source of love that was safe
Never one to back down from an intricate form, I had a go at a Golden Shovel poem, where the last words of each line in are, in order, words from a line or lines taken another poem.
The line in Poetics: travels in the wild over at dVerse that spoke the most to me was this.
The world according to RedCat 
I love the sound of your poem in the first stanza, and the advice to be cunning like the fox to escape those monsters
Well, I’m truly impressed with your Golden Shovel. Well done!
Good advice for sure.
I agree, this is incredibly impressive 💝💝 you have done a wonderful job executing the Golden Shovel form :D
I, too, considered a shovel…FOR ABOUT HALF A SECOND! But you have nailed it.
I like your use of words here – the golden shovel can be tricky, but you’ve made it flow beautifully. I like the rhymes that ripple through it, and I like the message very much.
Beautifully done.
I wasn’t surprised that Red Cat chose the title with a red fox in it! What a gorgeous image too! A foxy-clever golden shovel with great internal rhyming.
a didactic from a red fox – lovely movement like padding wisely away from the hunt
Yes redcat, we need to feel love in the sense of safety if we are to fully exercise our creative spirit. I enjoyed this. Well written!
A very clever form……..and wise advise.
Seek another context…good advice. (K)