poems by mjh
Finding my voice.surrounded
Sat 04/24/10 at 1:37 amRate this post:the alpha wolf dreams
she is on her greatest hunt.
the prey is worthy & strongher twitches and yelps
awaken her pack
they stand around her
recognize the cues
this is a great hunt.
as one, they lay down
and close their eyesand she is surrounded again
by her pack
moving endlessly towards the kill mjh8/18/04
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