Fox Nekitsune

Fox Nekitsune Poems

Dew wets the grass
I am the hunter
I walk a deadly path
I am hunting
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I rush through the trees
I hear them hunting me
from them i flee
Is this the end of me?
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Be for me
Share yourself with me
Give yourself to me
Submit to me
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On my own
No company to keep
I am alone
My only friend is sleep
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Innan minn munr vegr Njordir blod rinnar
Til veg eldri bruni I voxtr vanr
Veg hleypa liki hross
Innan sja lif I hafa sidoss
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I could hear Rachel's cries
her tears falling into a sea of noise
as memories of the night passed before my eyes
cab rides with friends with words about boys
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This is a tale of the greatest tragedy
the fading of the highest majesty
the greatest beauty ever seen
She is The Black Queen
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this is a tale of the coldest heart
and how it was ended by deaths ebon dart
the strongest ruler there has ever been
She is the White Queen
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Do you remember the time we spent together?
When we played our games,
We thought we would be forever
We used to talk of fame
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Tell me you love me
Whisper it to my ear
Tell me how this love could be
Tell me that I have nothing to fear
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Are you there?
And do you care?
Of course you are free
To let it be
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The Morning Star is Rising
A glow rising from the east
Across the land all is Dying
Life being burned away by the Beast
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I remind my self
This is a good thing
An end chosen is a better end
That i make for me
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Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a Tuffet
Easting the flesh of the dead
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I do the same things Day to Day
Am i veiled, or is the world just Grey?
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I know this devil
He is the one who made me bad
He is the one who got me in trouble
That is why i am sad.
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17.

Roll the Dice
Roll them twice
Life is a game
Always the same
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Once upon a time I was happy
I think it was as a child
I can barely remember
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Once upon a time I was happy
I think it was as a child
I can barely remember
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Mein kleines kind
Why so wild
Could it be
That you feel free
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Fox Nekitsune Biography

with eight languages and more than one hundred thousand words i find myself unable to express much of me, and being remembered is something that of late has become desirable, with a life as short as this i wish to make a mark that someone of one hundred years would make, yet i leave no children and have no published works, i have never been imortalised in sculpture of canvas, an immortal must live on, and yet i may soon die unremembered and unknown.)

The Best Poem Of Fox Nekitsune

The Hunter

Dew wets the grass
I am the hunter
I walk a deadly path
I am hunting

Slipping through the trees
I am the hunter
I do it all with ease
I am hunting

There stood before me
Is the prey that I desire
A tremble running through me
Now I feel the hunters fire

I circle closer
Keeping her in sight
I circle closer
Don’t want to give her a fright

Now im behind her
So close now
I smell beautiful fur
So close now

Quickly I move
Tearing at her for what I want
Quickly I move
Now I will haunt her

I take my fill
I am the hunter
I leave her still
I have hunted

Fox Nekitsune Comments

Poet Dragon 28 November 2012

A memory is a soul of the past, painted on the fabric of the future. Between the soul and the future is the body, the senses and the moment. Here is Fox Nekitsune, naked and free, for a moment. A moment like a fire.

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Buyi Newton Philip 30 November 2013

I definitely find your work inspiring and captivating hope am always updated on all your new working. I have a feeling that you will find my words fitting works of your hands.

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Edwin Empestan (alba) 24 November 2013

thanks Nekitsune you have wonderful poems...very thought provoking...well penned...regards

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Jerry Wheeling 23 November 2013

I sent you a poem yesterday entitled Nov,1963, Did you get it? Jerry Wheeling

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Jan Oskar Hansen 23 November 2013

very well done great tone in the poem

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Cynthia L. Baker 17 January 2013

where do I go to put in my new poem

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