The Cry of the Coyote

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about a cyote that stalks a village. And it's cry is heart-wrenching.

Submitted: December 24, 2011

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Submitted: December 24, 2011



The sudden sound as the wind swept through,

silent trees as it blew,

but where it came from no one knew,

The cry of the Cyote.


And if it t'was as it seemed,

It's yellow eyes as they gleamed,

In the station which it claimed,

The cry of the Cyote.


In the dark of night, he marked his place,

Never in which to show his face,

weaving therough the darkned maze,

The cry of the Cyote.


It's cry so loud for all to hear,

As it did, it drew them near,

All the ones they loved so dear,

The cry of the Cyote.


Were they ever to see them again?

Always; yes! but never when,

Wonder what has become of them,


By the cry of the Cyote.

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