Three Promises

On the spot; A wolf's poem

Waiting for the bird to crow

She howls at the moon

Her aura aglow

Her logic will she forego

Running wild through the trees

Hearing her name from within the dark 

Her pads skim the ground with ease

The silence rings with her bark

Blind with passion

Scared with thought

Her downfall will be their compassion

And her need to never get caught

Within the trees she sees

The Angel, the Wolf, and the Lover

Their sight brings her unease

But one day who she needs, she will discover

For now she shall suffer

Until she knows who

Until she is tougher

Then her passions will subdue

One promises passion

One promises lust

Those promises leave her ashen

For now she has their trust 

The final pact

The promise of life

They leave her intact

But if found out, there will be much strife 

Reviews

[deeps]

This is amazing, it really is. I like your style
your words just flow.

[Chaos Complex]

This is friggin amazing. I loved the images I got in my head when I was reading it. This was deep and captivating and... just, wow!

[Ashimoto]

I like the format to your poems. Very colorful and nice. The poem is great too though.

[Mike O'Sean]

Nature is such an interesting place. Much more so than the sanctuaries made by man. Animals can be much more sensual than humans. This poem seems to flow more like verse. I have little to be critical of.