Pack Leader

For the Creative Poetry Group.

In this wilderness savage and untamed
He roamed as the leader of his pack
He was hot heated, his anger often flared red
But masculine beauty he did not lack

She was a pretty wild thing he desired
Her deviation from him made him want her more
She kept several paces ahead of him all the time
His need and hunger for her he couldn't ignore

She laughed at him, dancing just out of reach
He sometimes felt she was a wild hallucination
She was obstinate but she would not win
He would have her without any condition

Under a full silver moon the pack ran free
He captured her and took her against her will
She swore revenge on him, her anger breathtaking
Yes, the leader is dead and she would make the kill

Her anger was severe, it she would not compress
She caught him off guard and easily severed his head
Left exposed in the forest his remains soon were rancid
She laughed as the tiny creatures happily on him fed

Reviews

[blakjassy]

i like that you do not realise the savagery of this until it is right upon you! very clever storytelling!

[Poetic Beauty]

Ah there is brutality in this, but done with creative care. I like how she got even with the leader. The last stanza is clear with emotions of revenge and I love the way you painted this story from beginning to end.

[PyroKitty24]

Oh wow. I adored this poem~ It was nicely written, as always, and I was really into it. I loved the topic and I found it all amazing. I could never write something as beautiful

[Star Wolf]

Awesome! Great job on this little tale.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Pay back time! I like the story in this poem, I'm glad too she took care of the creep for what he did.

[Black Cat Fever]

Good, I like that she got her revenge! He was a real beast, that's for sure!