Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Whisper of the Wild


















Whisper of the Wild

You bear it
in your
thick, tipped coat
and icy eyes,
howl it
in dreams
of climbs
through forests deep,
lift your head
and bay it
from your
pampered prison bed.


This is written for the Poets United prompt to write about a wolf. It is acknowledgement of the wild in even the sweetest, most domesticated of dogs.






16 comments:

  1. Oh, this is clever! I love how you blurred the lines~ The wolf lives in all of us :D
    Well Done~

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  2. really enjoyed this one. bear it is a perfect word for the opening line

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  3. YES! I so love this! AND one of my fave quotes from Mary Oliver on the right side of your blog. A wonderful sketch too - is it yours? I read somewhere that there is only something like a two percent difference between domesticated dogs and wolves. How cool.

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    1. Hi, Sherry! That's an antique print of a Keeshond, a Norwegian "wolf dog" and one of the gentlest, sweetest, smartest breeds.

      Mary Oliver is my hero, although I'm falling for Jane Hershfield and am half in love with Billy Collins! My list of loves goes on and on...I'm a fickle poetry fan!

      Thanks for reading and commenting.

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  4. Whisper/howl -- sweet and marvelous contrast!

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  5. This is wonderful, especially that twist ending! Completely caught me off guard. Well done! :-)

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    1. Hello, Sara. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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  6. The ending caught me off guard too, great job, I loved the way you described everything.

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  7. Oh, this is wonderful. I am sitting right now with two very small dogs on my lap. I do like to think of the 'wild' that is them. Sometimes I DO see it. With their BIG barks, they are willing to take on the world...not realizing their size.

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  8. This reminds me of why I'm mostly nervous around dogs - even the little ones sometimes make me think that maybe I'm really just a snack :)

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  9. I don't think I can do the howling anymore. Time to just lay in the barred cell and sleep.

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  10. the reader feels the acknowledgement all right here.
    it's kind of painful, though.

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