Fox Socks
It is the season for celebrating the sock in all its varied patterned glory and today, I am showcasing a particular favourite of mine

I have a pair of socks
Patterned with the fox:
Let's call them "fox socks".
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A poem is insightful.
These socks I find delightful.
I need to wax lyrical
About this pair of socks!
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I don't like wearing socks
My feet enjoy the air
Of a truly trusty pair
Of well-machined flip flops.
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But when, the cold, it comes
My toes hate getting numb
And also hate the wet
And so with some regret,
I choose another shoe
As sandals just won't do.
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The sock has risen to eminence
Through Winter's predicted presence.
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I have a lot of socks
Patterned ones and plain:
Some have coloured blocks;
Some may cause disdain.
Who cares?
Flamingoes, palm trees
Campervans -
Maple leaves, mountains,
Dots and spots;
All will get their chance to sheath
Themselves upon my gnarly feet.
Lucky things.
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And of all the fates bestowed the fox
The fact that he is on my socks
Must surely be an accolade
That every creature Nature made
Would want to have beside their name
In Ma Nature's Great Sock Hall of Fame.
"Behold! The sock applauded dearly
By Rachel Deeming nice and early,
Sitting at her kitchen counter
Musing on the socks that bound her
Autumn feet and kept them warm,
Adorned majestically by the form
Of Mother Nature's favourite red,
The fox: a beast, it's often said,
Has cunning, and a wily trait
That people often love to hate
But Rachel shows that Mr. Fox
Is fantastic found upon your socks."
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I think the love I have for these
Stems mainly from their featured theme
But also from the fact this time
The theme and object nicely rhymes.
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And so, my everyday life continues to provide me with the most unusual inspiration. This morning, whilst getting dressed and having chosen my socks at random from the drawer, I gave them a closer inspection and realised that they were my "fox socks" and how much I love them. Why not write a poem about socks whilst eating your muesli and having a nice cuppa?
It seemed right to write.
And if you want to hear me read it, you can check it out on my podcast, Scuffed Granny Writes on Spotify, link below:
Thanks for stopping by! If you do read, please leave a comment as I do so love interacting with my readers.
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Comments (8)
I too, have some Fox Socks, and they're my favourite! FOR FOX SAKE :-D xx
Wonderful Rachel. I really enjoyed reading this and it is so rhythmically coordinated. Excellent job on the poem... And great choice of sox!!! 😜 I subscribed to you!!!
What a wonderful tribute to your favourite fox socks! Your voice is so mesmerising! I enjoyed to listening to you reading your poem!
This is so much fun. I just love it!
This is cute and relatable. As a Florida boy I too love my flip flops, but, there do come those days when shoes, woe unto me, are necessary… So, we pull out the trusty socks and with Batman, Superman, or a nicely smiling dog, we adorn our trusting feet.
Slices of watermelon on a light blue and red spotted background for me today. I like the fox better.
I love Dr. Seuss Fox Locks, nice poem 👍
omg! Rachel you are as barmy as you are a poetic genius! You should be doing voiceover work, no croakiness! love the Fantastic Fox reference and the older I get... the more I think...eff it, I'll do what I want...at mid-50s thats how my wife feels! so wear OTT socks! great morning read and listen!