Two Wolves in Yellowstone Time

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

They were ghosts against the treeline

Watching me watch them


I could not call to them

Had no names to speak


Though they knew mine


It was another world

A separate age

An epoch out of time


Yellowstone time


The smaller one

The mother


Walked beyond the second

The larger 



Halt and dying


I felt everything


His hip flecked red,

The thick brush would not suffice


The female sniffed me out,

Head down, eyes yellow and narrowed.


She feels it coming too.


They return to the darkling shadows,

Ghosts against the snow,


Their time at last run down.



Submitted: November 03, 2020

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