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A Poem by Lady Wolf

 

It rumbles, low,

In the back of its throat.

A purr.

Content.

 

Its handler grips the reins

Adrenaline slowly spilling into his viens.

He grows cold.

 

Green!

The beast is loosed

Roaring,

     Skidding,

          Kicking up asphalt

               Biting

                    Gone…

© 2008 Lady Wolf


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very good, it feels like this is an animal waiting to be let loose, but its not, its really creative.
Dawn

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Lady Wolf
Lady Wolf

Nowheresville, TX



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I'm just a student who's always got her head in the clouds. But that's ok, because I find the most wonderful castles up there. more..

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New York New York

A Poem by Lady Wolf