Ice to blood, from love in the moonlight.

A wolf who thinks he lost the one thing he cherished but it comes back and he realizes he never lost it. I don't believe this to be my greatest but It is one of my favorites

Fighting a battle with no teeth
Is like loving without a heart
Words of wolf whether lie or truth
His heart now just as dark

Fur black as night
With a hole just as wide
Now he just fights
Teeth bared, a dead white

But a wolf with white
Unlike his red teeth
Now stands tears cried
Before a love she once had

Seeing the ice from eyes fall
He now knows he did not lose love
IT was given up with a subtle crawl
With blood, and claws dug

A reclaimer he becomes
Love not lost will be found
But his heart he must search from
And as sure as the moon

Love was given and received
by moons and suns
He holds what he loves
Now as all said and done

Author's Note

Not real rhyme in the last two stanzas but if I would love to edit the last two to truly finish this

Reviews

[Jessica M.]

This is such a beautiful concept,
I wish love really were like a boomerang.
I think the slant rhyme in suns and done actually serve the poem well.
I was a little confused on the love,
was it love for life, for rawness?
Or for the she, the spirit still around.
Either way,
It had a very nice flow to it.

[Neg]

This poem has a good flow to it. I liked it. Poetry does not have to rhyme even though it is the most used type. I liked the poem the way it is.

[Fanciful Goddess]

Beautiful!!!!! I like your poem.Very nice work!

[Katchzen]

I like it just the way it is, actually. Though I disagree about the rhymes. "becomes" and "from" rhyme, as do "suns" and "done". And they fit well with the rest of the poem.

[Elliot Kyron]

Gorgeous, as always. ^^ Beautiful descriptions and flow.
Loved it.