La Loba’s Lament

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic

I’ve been trying to cope with the shenanigans of the world by drawing on the power of the dark moon and her goddesses. I went camping this weekend and was discussing the Wolf Woman and her story
with a friend, and then came home and wrote this poem.

Submitted: August 13, 2018

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Submitted: August 13, 2018



A leathered consciousness is a fragile thing

when it’s been so long 

that the wind’s blown warm 

and the bones collect un-retrieved at the riverbank 

There are too many for La Loba 

she calls to her daughters 

she calls to her children 

she calls to the power that connects her to the bones 

Can you hear her? 

Can you collect the bones in the black moonlight? 

Can you heal the demise that threatens to smother the smoldering ashes? 

Can you release the wolves into the night?

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