Oh so soon I fall behind! Yesterday’s prompt was to write an elegy for someone dead, lost but not forgotten. I’m afraid I just didn’t get myself in gear, but I have written a VERY SHORT not-really-an-elegy-more-like-a-ditty about the long-extinct sharp-toothed fox that lived in what is now Tibet during the Ice Age.
Mountain-top prowler when Tibet was polar,
Prehistoric, cold-adapted, hypercarnivore.
Lament this lofty canine reduced here to molar,
Body, pack, species now just one fossil jaw.