Where the Red Fox Roams

Where the Red Fox Roams   By Scott Bailey © 2014 The timid beasties scatter With tiny racing hearts The scent of blood approaches The herd all ways it parts For here The red fox roams The scent of fear it rises And fans the fox’s fire Into enslaving passion To raise the killer higher … Continue reading Where the Red Fox Roams


Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith, has started another one of her intriguing stories where she gets things started, tags another blogger to pick up where she left off, and then that blogger picked someone else to keep it going. Fandago was second, and he tagged me as the third. So here goes. To get us started, … Continue reading FINISH THE STORY — THE CIRCUS PART 3

Where the Grey Wolves Grieve

By Scott Bailey © 2014 On a barren plain Where food and joy are sparse The desolate packs wander Watching slow time pass Here The grey wolves grieve With rose stained eyes Patrolling their border wide Preserving what is left Of what they hold inside It’s why The grey wolves grieve They gaze across the … Continue reading Where the Grey Wolves Grieve

Where the Dark Wolf Dreams

By Scott Bailey © 2014 A deep and dark filled cave Upon a mountain high Where no light dares enter And no echo finds reply Shallow The dark wolf dreams A rumble from within Deep in the dark wolves throat The echo of the growl The terrifying note Fitfully The dark wolf dreams Strong appear … Continue reading Where the Dark Wolf Dreams

Where the White Wolves Dance

By Scott Bailey © 2014 A ring of solid light Hovers just above the ground Spinning with infinity Casts glamour all around This is Where the white wolves dance It is said the be the child Of the seed of forbidden fruit Born from secret knowledge Found on a hidden a hidden route Around it … Continue reading Where the White Wolves Dance