Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

1
Where Wolfs Just!
Eye Me,
As I Stare at the 
Light of Half Moon.


Pacing Side to Side
Heads and Tails Up High,
Lunge-ing But not 
Ma-king A-ny Big Moves.


Their Ears Move To And 
A-way Mile Wide Stares,
Eye to Eye with Me
Just Wai-ting for Bells.


To Ring The Tune For 
Me to Run with Pack,
Or For the Pack to 
Run a-fter Me Too.


2
Encircled with-in 
This Den of Li-ons, 
I a-void A-ll 
Car-nal Tempt-ation.


In Question of 
Be-ing Bitt-en,
Tho Half Con-cealed 
In Time w-ill be Reveal.


It’s Saliva the 
Full Moon call-s,
In a Pain-ful 
Trans-form-ation.


As a Tu-ning 
Fork Struck!
Vi-brates in Me The 
Book of Revelations.


3
2 will Walk as 
1 Change The 
0-ther Will Be,
Re-mains!


I am Center Stage,
Watched and contained.
Wait till the Fat Lady Sing!
And the Audience is Mad.


This develop-ing Song 
Un-sung as Their Mood 
Increases while Half Moon,
Diminish-es in Shade.


Like opening a Bird Cage,
When the Curtains Came.
Now Full moon and I
Remain Man Made!


4
Lost  We-re-Wolf Just 
Eye-s Me As I 
Stare in-side The 
Light of A Fu-ll 
Moo——————n 


Inhaling inside Deep
As if Catch-ing the 
Last Scent of A 
Gone Per-fume.


Darkness Sur-rounds 
Me as an In-creasing 
Bell Ring cause Drooling 
Ton-gue swing-s,


On Outer Shapes 
Of My Ca-nines,
Sug-gest that 
I Ma-y Be Food!