A Fox in Disguise

[WildMel]

It happened too quickly

A smudge of soft fur

A wild animal

Of that I was sure

A streak of orange

that just flew by

The blur in my eyes

A fox in disguise

I now had to find

this little sleek fox

I knew it had meaning

to this world where I’m lost



Slipping on faith


The Slipping on faith almost makes up for the line above it. Almost.



and holding the glimpse

Of the orange little prophet

That I’d just barely missed

So after my searching,

Off the old beaten trail

I spot an orange cat

With a fox-like tail.


The here-and-there rhyming isn't so bad in a poem like this. 

Thanks for the feedback! I agree about that line