Hello, all. I am going through my older poems and revising them for possible inclusion in a chapbook I am planning to publish. This is the first one I am debuting. Enjoy, and, of course, thoughts welcome.
WOLF
© 1998 Ann Chiappetta
Alpine paws track
prey accented air
Amber eyes assess the old and weak
lupine aptitude
interprets signals carried upon the wind
Canine strategy overcomes
As jaws
quiets heaving lungs
the hunt is merciful
only the fit survive
Circular patterns shine in eyes
Imbued with untamed wisdom
of wilderness and voices echoing
from the ridge lines
eerie timbre, bittersweet
Not so far from human cries
heard in the distance.
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