Spirit of the Wolf

Spirit of the Wolf

A Poem by MOMandWIFEistheLIFE
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I wrote this poem for a dear friend of mine who is a Native American. We both love wolves and I have a tattoo of one on my left arm.

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SPIRIT OF THE WOLF

He looks around, menacing, cunning, fearless;

he knows he has a family to feed and protect,

and he will do it at any cost,

even if it means his own life.

 

He is also a leader, watching over

the rest of the wolves in his pack.

He sees his prey and crouches,

waiting for the right moment to attack.

 

Growling softly, he watches as his prey

slowly approaches, unaware of the danger.

He runs, and the chase is on…

but he is not the only one who wants a meal.

 

He must fight the other wolves as well,

and in a twist of irony,

the hunter becomes the hunted.

But he will not surrender his meal without a fight.

 

He captures his prey,

knowing he must fight to keep it.

He hears a growl, and turns just in time

to see another wolf attack.

 

He crouches down, ears back, teeth bared,

ready to strike, knowing the need to will arise.

As the enemy attacks, he moves out of the way,

and the wolf’s strike is lost in the wind.

 

But the enemy regains his position swiftly,

turning to sink his fangs into the leader’s shoulder,

but it’s only a minor injury to the leader

who has been trained so well in many-a battle.

 

He fights back, sinking his fangs deep into the enemy’s neck,

holding him fast to prevent any escape.

The enemy weakens,

and the leader knows he has won another battle.

 

 

Despite his wounds,

he picks up his prey in his powerful jaws,

swiftly running home to his den,

and his waiting family.

 

He lays his prey for his mate and pups,

and as his pups feast, his mate comes to lick his wounds.

She knows what he has done,

and she is proud of her brave leader.

© 2008 MOMandWIFEistheLIFE


Author's Note

MOMandWIFEistheLIFE
I absolutely love wolves and anything Native American, which is why my friend who is part Eskimo and I are so close. I have a tatoo of a wolf on my left arm.

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I love wolves too which makes this poem even more amazing and even closer to my heart. Which I like to think is close to a wolves.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Oh my gosh, this poem is amazing!!! I absolutely love wolves and you did such a fantastic job with this poem. Awesome write!!!

Heather

Posted 16 Years Ago


I can clearly see the blood on the snow. And the family in the den. This was a nice read. And, yeah, wolves ARE pretty cool aren't they. Nice job!

Posted 16 Years Ago


wow...i really like how you described the wolf....even though alot of pple hate them. i love wolves..im half native american and they are a big part of my life. i even have paw prints on my neck. i really liked reading this. it gave me the sence that i was there watching this go on...great job!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


I love wolves too, i collect all kinds of stuff with them on it, they are so beautiful, cunning and brave... your poem is an awesome look at a magnificent creature.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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My name's Arica and I'm married to the most wonderful man in the world, Rob. We have 2 gorgeous little girls who are 6 and 7. We live in Saginaw, MI. I'm a stay-at-home mom, housewife, songwriter, and.. more..

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