Attack

Based on A Picture

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The snow ruffles her fur,

And dances before her eyes

She meets up with her mate,

As he howls at the sun.

 

The aurora dances,

Flickers and rolls.

Her tail down low,

Full of pain and sorrow.

 

She leans against him,

She reaches for his streangth.

He listens, ears pricking,

And waits.

 

The sun fell,

The moon rose,

And diamonds filled the night sky.

But still they don't see him.

 

Her recovery continues -

Slowly,

Steadily,

Regaining her wits.

 

Finally they find him,

The demon who hurt her;

A trail of blood leading to him,

Only to find it a newly made corpse.

 

His revenge he could not exact,

Her anger at boiling point.

Weak minded with emotions,

She saw running as her only option.

 

Away from her protector,

Away from her love,

Away from her mate;

She continues to run.

 

Away fron her anger,

Away from her fear,

Away from her sadness;

Never stopping.

 

He finds her at the end of her run,

Buried in snow -

Almost dead,

Almost alive.

 

Now they spend

The rest of their lives

Protecting each other

Mentally, physically, emotionally.

 

She's run once more,

But after never again -

She thirsts for his presence

And doesn't stray.

 

Her thoughts wander,

Move around here and there.

Going back to the gruesome night

Of the brutal attack. 

Author's Note

Still editing(:

Reviews

[Ashimoto]

I assume this is about wolves. I got a little confused at this part:

His revenge he could not exact,
Her anger at boiling point.
Weak minded with emotions,
She saw running as her only option.

But other than that, great poem. :) ~Ashleigh =^.^=

[deeps]

Now they spend
The rest of their lives
Protecting each other
Mentally, physically, emotionally.

I really enjoyed these lines, this is a very well written write.