I swear I hear a wolf howl
though they are long gone from this region of the world.
It is a vacuous vaporous night.
A full moon warms the muddy water
as fall leaves drip ripples upon its face.
The stillness unsettles me
as I linger lakeside.
Fog wafts among the few trees standing sentinel.
Out of the grey mist glides a silver form.
Cunning ~ Powerful ~ Proud
She stands upon the summit
Framed between the moon and its reflection.
Her cry fills the heavens
bounces off her sister Luna.
The clouds swirl
and smuggle her away.
I wonder ~ was she ever really there?
Though her howl echoes still
echoes still……
Author notes
I was attempting to leave the reader wondering if the wolf was real or perhaps the spirit of one long gone. I’d like to know if I succeeded in this. I’m also not sure about the title, so suggestions would be welcome. Thank you ~ Written March 31st, 2005
I usually write about wolves in a more metaphysical way. As in werewolves or at least a person who embodies the spirit of a wolf. I’ve always felt that wolves are one of the more mystical creatures
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I think you did a wonderful job of describing this scene. Powerful and eerie. Beautifully haunting verse. Nicely done. -
Well I read it as the spirit of a long gone Alpha Female wolf, howling maybe to call all other wolf spirits to come to her. I suspect they were driven out by humans and killed until almost total extinction....
Love the ambience of this, the sheer quality of your words make it a most mystical piece......I LOVED IT -
the poem seems to dark.. so is the ttile.. background and teh wordings.. yet a good efffort.. and a good twist of teh sort.. i mean.. not of the usual kind.. quiete a differnt piece.. well done..
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Maybe memories would givethe reader that "is it real" factor. This was a beautiful poem and once again from a totally different veiw.
Well done and good luck.
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Hehe, sorry, I'm amused by the comment above.
Hmm, I didn't really get the idea of the spirit... I just felt it was mroe the nature of the wolf, slipping silently through the mist.
Might want to review the punctuation, for example the semi-colon at the end of the first line shouldn't be a semi-colon... because sentences after ; should also be sentences in their own right, "though they are" is leading on from the previous bit, so ti should have a comma (My history lecturer has a thing about people using semi-colons right and explains to us all at length, hehe).
Not sure about "The stillness unsettles me", the rest fo the poem is so dream-like and ethereal, that just plainly saying "It unsettled me" seems a bit bland by contrast.
But all that aside, lovely poem.
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ooooow this was good,feel free to check out one of mine.
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