Howls the Wolf

Georgios A.V. By Georgios A.V., 24th Mar 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/-7tzg5_7/
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His scream arises drawstring in dark,
timber crusader, unlighted instinct,
subdued urge to spill lives and mark,
ground traces where victims extinct.

Howls the Wolf

Howls the Wolf

Lone gray wolf, within spread mist,
a ghostly white of bones in midden,
spirits of woods, the howl 's amidst,
a ghost negation of a life forbidden.

His scream arises drawstring in dark,
timber crusader, unlighted instinct,
subdued urge to spill lives and mark,
ground traces where victims extinct.

Howls the wolf, night ebon of virtue,
absolute ecstasy of virtuoso chordal,
wood ruthless laws coexist in battue,
solitude is transformed to red ordeal.

Howls the wolf, a merit call to heaven,
spirits of woods, the blare 's amidst,
accept his prayer to moon as deaden
hunt 's a forfeit into woods to exist.

Howls the wolf in nighttime lone cry,
bellows prayers for 'dies dominicus'
invokes a clamor afore Sovereign sky,
severe rules are enacted 'dis ducibus'.

Copyright © - G. V.- 03.00.2012
/ PoemH.30359634

dies dominicus: the Lord's day
dis ducibus: under the direction of the gods
's: is
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Animal Laws, Forest, Giorgio, Hunt, Nature, Spiritual, Survival, Wolf

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author avatar Mark Gordon Brown
24th Mar 2012 (#)

No wolves here, but we often hear the howling coyotes, and have seen them many times. Its more eerie to hear them than to see them.

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
25th Mar 2012 (#)

Lone Wolf does on spirits call,
Howls to the above when they fall.
Not all are felt as most annihilate,
Turn around to light before too late.

For the wolf protects us all,
It sees spirits raises the call.
When the time comes it attacks with might,
That is when the spirit does give up the fight.

For the Indian Teepee is a protected home,
Circled in light of Gold and Chrome.
Warding off all danger in smell and flight,
Keeping all safe at the dead of night.

But when outside carry the torch,
The One that hangs on the front porch.
For it will guard and guide you from a fight,
The wolf is friendly even when in light.

For the howl of the wolf is to all to proclaim,
I am who I am and still the same.
The beauty of life, the eagle at heart,
The anthem of resonance that will never part.

For the wolf does take care of mortal kids,
And in all morals all friendship heeds.
For the real wolf took care of two not of own,
And with that kind of love, ascended the throne.

For the wolf never question how what why,
But went straight up and looked to the sky.
Howled and found out what was the plan,
And shielded the wolf kids from the clan.

By Anisha Achankunju (Lady Aiyanna) (C) 25th March 2012

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author avatar Rathnashikamani
26th Mar 2012 (#)

You're a unique poet spinning out some special poetry.
I love your poetry.

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