Silver Fang

They hunt for their next meal.

Moon,

So cold                             So cold

   We howl

Together

into the night                   into the night

   Muscles ripple

Paws pad softly

on the earth                     on the earth

The arctic tundra

   is cold

   our silver coats

protect us

We hunt

as one   as one

stalking                             stalking

sniffing                             sniffing

   One pack

one being

   one family

one forever

as wolves                          as wolves

Our golden eyes

   scan the horizon

   for prey

to consume                      to eat

Stomachs rumble

so famished                      so ravenous

   for food

Nourishment

is what we

desire                               crave

   The smell of

panic                                fear

is sharp

   The caribou

knows we’re

here                                 here

Chase

   pant

   Chase

pant

rip                                    rip

tear                                  tear

   into flesh

and fur

   blood as red

as rubies

the meat

is good                             is good

fresh and                          fresh and

   warm

delicious

   savory

tangy

   raw

a meal   a meal

for us                               for us

   We howl

together

into the night                   into the night

   sharing

our victory

   with our kind

Kill

   tear

rip

   delicious

warm                               savory

We hunt

as one   as one

One pack                         One pack

one being                         one family

one forever                       one forever

as wolves                          as wolves

Author's Note

A poem meant to be read by two people. Yet something else I had to do as an assignment quite a few years back in middle school. Based loosely on a story idea I had when I was younger.

Reviews

[Elle B. T.]

This is beautiful. When I read it, I imagined the other lines as a whisper, sometimes together, sometimes not. I love wolves and this piece is wonderful. I like the speaking nature of this poem. It would be very lovely if it were read in the night over the deep, beating of a drum.