| Subject: The Wolf (Late but my traditional Halloween one) |
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Gene
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Date Posted: 17:20:41 10/31/01 Wed
Author Host/IP: adsl-208-191-173-218.dsl.hstntx.swbell.net/208.191.173.218
(Dedicated to "The Wolfe")
The pen on paper moving thus and so
Takes me sometimes where I would not go
And therein lies...The Wolf
A growl, a nip, a shake of tail,
A howl, a cough, they take to trail.
Night dark shapes, their shadows fleet,
The wolf has come, hide 'neath the magic sheets!
Eyes burning, hot coals, the firelight,
Hell hot breath, a snap, a bite,
A lance of fire deep in the brain,
A desperate cry, a searing pain!
Confused images, moving to and fro,
Hot salty taste, blood on the snow.
Images burning in black and white
The wolf is come, beware the night!
Musty smell, a strangely familiar scent,
A howl, a bay, on trail they're bent!
Dim memories, confused images, something's wrong!
Ah.... the pull of the moon, it's so strong!
A dim longing, a past, pain resides,
The pack calls, push it aside.
The stalk, the kill, the fatal bite,
The wolf is come, tremble with fright!
The frenzied bloodlust, the prey, the fight,
Fleeting shadows, the moon, the night.
The fevered brow, the sweat, a sound,
Torn clothing, confusion, blood-soaked ground!
The longing, the lust, the stealthy creep,
Dim awareness, remembered pain, blessed sleep!
The terror, the leaping, running unbound!
The wolf is come, beware the pentagram!
Gene Wiginton
8/30/96
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