The Passing Of a Wolf

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

This is my first attempt at poetry.

Black wolf, white wolf

Brown wolf, grey wolf,

Colours that define,

Not race, not crime

But age and time,

The dulling greyness Of the don wolf shows he's past his prime,

The youngsters wait eager, for this could Be their time,

Hush!

Here comes the cry,

The alpha has died!

The wolves howl in Mourning, for their Sire now gone, to the

Stars he flees, where His past brethrin Hunt, the wind through their fur, the night is a calling, the night is a calling, the howls of wolves chilling yet inspiring, come, mourn with them, the passing of a mighty beast


Submitted: March 25, 2013

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smircle

I don't know much about wolves (but I loved animals) but I feel like I do after reading this. It's well written and for a first attempt at poetry, it's great. Continue writing, you're really good! :)

Tue, March 26th, 2013 3:08pm

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smircle

I don't know much about wolves (but I love animals) but I feel like I do after reading this. It's well written and for a first attempt at poetry, it's great. Continue writing, you're really good! :)

Tue, March 26th, 2013 3:08pm

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Thank you Smiricle! :)

Tue, March 26th, 2013 8:27am