The wind blows peacefully as I wake from my dream
To find myself in a strange place, but I dare not scream
For a wolf howls at the moon, giving me quite a scare
I duck down in the grass, hoping it doesn't see me there
This place of graceful beauty, skies a perfect blue
The wolf catches my scent, I have no idea what to do
But then the wolf stares at me, eyes as calm as the sea
I realize then that the wolf is me
Singing up to the stars, enjoying the night air
Taking a break from reality because it's sometimes not fair
A contest entry
- Lost and Alone by Riftkin.
475 points, ended May 24, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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To wake up and be a wolf
in a new location would be great.
this was a great take on the prompt.
Riftkin
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whoa...dang for real?
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