The wolf cry rings
As the crickets sing
The moon shines bright
Giving her gift of light
The owl drifts silent by
As the bats take to the sky
A curl of smoke drifts
Embers the current lifts
The badger crawls from his lair
As the buck stops to scent the air
The wolf ends the song
The crickets sense the wrong
The presence of a danger
A relentless stranger
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Compilation of Poetry
PoetrySome times I just gotta get stuff off my chest. Cry for attention? Probably not. Just want to see if others appreciate my poetry. See what others think. Hey, maybe my emotional side can entertain. :)
