The hiker cannot dwell there long,
concealed on a high gull-lined cliff,
overlooking the grey of the Sound.
Framed in a solemn March day,
two curiously juxtaposed species hold her gaze.
Silent as a fawn she watches
a black wolf beneath her arboreal outpost,
hunched in the fashion of Asian street vendors,
observing the other creatures.
Great humpbacks frolic in icy waters ---
spouting volcano plumes of spray
that catch the freshened wind ---
riding white-capped waves,
till entropy dissolves their mist to atomized brine.
Whale-song, too distant for the hiker's gentle ears,
comes rolling in tsunami-like
to the aurally attuned wolf,
which cocks its head and nods
in musical agreement with the odes.
Then little lupine brother
rears back his head and howls,
so sorrowful a moan, as she has ever heard ---
answering his water-brethren,
hunters of krill upon the seas.
Giggling at the incongruity of this lone celebrant
singing pack-songs to leviathans,
she hurries on her way,
lone wolf herself returning to the pack.
Author notes
Wolves and humpback whales
A contest entry
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Great job!!!!
Good luck!!!
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I really like the idea in this of a snapshot of nature just chanced upon. It's a very vivid picture and extremely well written.
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Nice write, i see someone has got their muse back! Some lovely words and detail. Kindest thoughts and wishes. Anna-Marie
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good write but im sorry it was not exactley what i was looking for
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you took the prompt in a very good direction...
"she hurries on her way, lone wold herself returning
to the pack..." I love the way you ended this poem.
Good luck to you in the contest, Poet. Lane
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This reads like a story in prose-poetry form. It really is unique that way.
I would have preferred a bit less wording, at places it seemed a bit overdone but that is just personal preference.
But on the other hand some of your images truly are well done, the very feel of nature is in each line and it doesn't seem redundant.
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Yes, I suppose, as you say , Melissa, this is very much personal preference --- I, for instance, could never have written a cursive line like "while laying", as you have in "played prayer and hell" and convince myself that I had written a line of poetry. So as you say, it is personal preference.
A60sMan
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