Lone WolfA Poem by Azrael
Alone in the wilderness
A single wolf howls at the moon Pack-less , singular in the hunt Desperate pangs of connection Lonely whines his soul Haggard old and gray Begrudged he moves along Keen eyes survey his landscape Sharp ears listen in the bitter wind Nothing The moon ,the stars and he The crunch of his paws in the frozen tundra Soft sounds to kill his silent surroundings Thinking of his youth brings a feral grin The joyful runs in hunting prey with his kin Lifetimes ago Stopping he smells the freezing wind Hoping for scents of past glories He is alone ,cold biting his nostrils Resignation inches him along The search for his place of peace In that spot which he will finally lie He will gaze at his friend the moon Think of his fondness for the stars He will close his eyes And rest that blissful rest Alone in the cold he will die Challenges met Life long lived He will greet his end gkl2010 © 2010 Azrael |
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Added on February 28, 2010 Last Updated on February 28, 2010 AuthorAzraelphoenix, AZAboutDeep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. more..Writing
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