A cold, sharp bark
Pearces the dark,
Interrupting a thought
I really ought
Not to indulge in,
Of women
And sin.
In the city
Those who are witty
Say, in fun,
“Civilisation is done”.
Whilst, in the dark
A fox’s bark
Sounds near, and clear.
K Morris - Poet 
Excellent piece Kevin.
Thank you so much for your kind words, Gabriela. I hope all is good with you, and you are enjoying your Sunday. Best wishes, Kevin
My pleasure Kevin. All is well with me. I hope everything is well with you too. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday.
All is good with me, Thank you, Gabriela. Although it is rather too hot in the UK at the moment for my liking! I’m glad to hear that all is well with you. Kevin
I am glad to hear everything is well with you too Kevin. Hopefully it is going to get cooler soon 😉
I hope so, Gabriela. Kevin
This is a lovely poem, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. I’m pleased you like it. Best wishes, Kevin
This is a lovely poem, Kevin.
Love this, Kevin. I really enjoyed the dark atmospheric tone you evoke in this poem. ❤ It's amazing.
Thank you, Lucy for your very kind words. I’m delighted you enjoyed reading my poem. Best wishes, Kevin
The witty city ones
Don’t really see the sun
Their bark is worse than their bite
But with a real vixen they’d get a fright
Thank you for commenting and liking my poem, Ivor. Best wishes, Kevin