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Wilderness and sacrement.

Naked in midwinter magic
Lies an an angel in the snow
The frozen figure crossed by tracks of wolves
An encounter, symbolic, yet trthful
With a hungery choir of woods
An agreement immemorial to be born

Dulcet eleven harps from a dry forest
Accompany all charming tunes
Of a sacrement by a camp fire
A promise between the tameless
And the one with a tool
Tonight the journey from my cave begins

I want to hunt with the tameless heart
I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar
We wil honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our children flow

Wrapped in furs beneath the northern lights
From my cave i watch the land untamed
And wonder if some becoming season
Will the angel melt in shame.



By Silver Wolf.

The Wolf
Written by Dreaming Wolf


The moonlight shines on fields and trees
And makes them brilliant blue
And somewhere in that silent night
The Wolf is nearby too

His presence goes unnoticed
His shadow is not seen
But if the moonlight touches him
His coat gives off a gleam

He walks without a sound
No leaf or twig will break
Because his quiet prowness
Will keep until daybreak

And when the moon shall fall
And the silence will be ceised
In his glory he will howl
And put fear in every beast

And yet The Wolf so strong
His figure undefined
Cannot defeat the humans
And the sickness of their minds

But The Wolf will stay a fighter
To endure until his end
And when the land is finaly safe
He will reign there once again

And The Wolf will stay alive as well
For his journey has not been run
And he'll live to see another day
Under the rising and setting sun

And the mountains turned to yellow amber
As the setting sun did set
And the skies were bathed in golden red
As only the wild could get

And the moon shone down upon the fields
And the tree tops turned dark blue
And somewhere in the shadows
The wolf stood nearby too

And he looked up at the shining stars
And howled out to the moon
For he knew his time was coming
His reign would start here soon

Very nice,
well even if I didn't make this small poem I'll still post it since I like it so much,

Don't walk behind me I may not lead,
Don't walk infront of me I may not follow,
just.................
Walk beside me.

OOo, I like that one!

Yay!!I like this topic!!BUt I havn't made a poem good enough yet

The Valley
By ~ JennaWolf

The peacefull valley
Wolf pups, playing
Bears growling
Wolves howling
Horses whinning for mates
The Peacefull Valley
The restfull pups
The restfull cubs
The restfull Colts & Fillies


This discribs me!

Um,this really has no title..and it doesn't rhime.. much...

Black pebbles...
Thunderstorms..

tonight..is black...
but in the norms...

The black wolf sleeps....
In the black forest deep...

Night creeps over the trees
And along comes a nightly breeze...

Here are a few of mine, I have lots more...

Bloody Tears

A heart so cold,
A soul so black,
Would ever know,
That a g irl like this
Had ever known
A warm and loving glow.

Hands touch,
Eyes meet,
Two souls unite.
Long ago,
She too,
Walked in the light.

But right now,
She is lonely,
No one is here,
No one is here to dry
Her B loody Tears.

A heart so cold,
A soul so black.
No one will ever be here
To dry those b loody tears.

Can You Not See
I am hidden from view
Can you not see
I am waiting for you
To find me

I can not be heard
By anothers ears
I am waiting for you
To listen

I am able to feel nothing
Of anothers touch
I am waiting for your
Embrace

I am waiting
Can you not see
I am waiting
For you,
For you...
To free me

My Last Goodbye

If this is being read
I have recently passed
From the realm of the living to the land of the d ead
I am now just a piece of the past.

To the few who care, you need not grieve
My time had come, it was my choice to leave.
No longer could I stand the constant pain,
That resides in my heart, overwhelms me with disdain.
Throughout the years I was alive,
Innumerable tears I did cry.
With each day my sadness deepened,
And my will to live slowly weakened.
Emptiness was all I could feel,
Happiness and sanity became all but real.
I know my actions can not be undone,
But please believe I meant to hurt no one.
My last request is that this be looked at not as the end,
Rather a new begining, for on the otherside we will meet again.
Let not sadness reach your heart, nor tears graze your eyes,
And know that I sincerely appoligize.
Finally ask not the question "Why?"
Just accept this as my last good bye.

Wow...Dm!!I loved those poems!!!You inspired me!!

Thanks! My mother says I should become a poet when I grow up.

You should if you really want to!^^ I just became a fan of poetry^^I need TONS of work..But I'm gonna try and post another poem on here..

Practice makes perfect! I have been writing poems since I was 8 years old, and I have majorly improved since then. My only advice is never give up, and whenever you get an idea, make sure you write it down!!

Thanks for the advice.^^Heres another one..

Come out from hiding

A mask,covers her face.
The lies,they cover up her mistakes.

She hides beneath the surface of the dark.
And nooned can find her.
She's made her mark...

I try to find her,she's never there.
Or so I think....
But where?

She's never there....
She hides...
And her lies...
Her fait they decide...

She's lost...
But she needs to come out from hiding..
No longer can she let her lies do the deciding....
(OK..so that was kind of more of a song..)

WOW!
ASOME!!! poems everyone keep doing more and more untill you cant do anymore




By Silver Wolf.

here is mine*clears throat*
What am i?
Im a tall powerful creature
Stealthy and well muscled
a long beautiful face
a great companian
eats grass
a very cheeky bugger
lives to about 30 years old
feet as hard and metal
a creature been used sinse the victorian times
very expensive to keep
can run very fast
a herbivore
What am i?