lonewolf001 Poetry (13)

Late in June in the pale of the moon you’ll
Hear the sound of a howling platoon.

They Travel in packs without leaving tracks
Questing for food, companions or snacks.

You’ll know there around by their blood
Curdling sound. Enough to
Scare The Toughest of hounds.

There’s one dominant Alfa male that leads
The pack this is his tale.

He was just a three year old the hound of hell
Or so I’ve been told. He came into my camp
one night his eyes glowing red by the firelight.

He looked through me as if I wasn’t there he didn’t
Seam to have a care. I thought to myself this just
Isn’t right most wolves would run away in fright.

As he looked me up and down I started to see
That there was something different to some degree
He didn’t snarl or even growl or show his teeth he just
Let out a howl.

And then they came in one by one I counted nine and
I had no gun. I thought to myself this is the end against
Ten I can’t defend.

And then he looked me in the eye and just kind of let out
A little sigh. He lifted his paw up close to my face then
I could see the thorn in its place.

Do I pull it do I dare will they know I’m trying to care.
I know I could be ripped apart but I don’t care I have
a big heart.

Theirs one thing I don’t like to see and that’s someone
or something in misery.

So I said allowed in a frightened voice I really don’t seem
to have much of a choice so I took the thorn out of it’s place
hoping it wasn’t a big mistake.

He licked my hand and then my face as if to say thanks for
The kind displace.

I sat with them the rest of the night up until the morning light.
They left me at the crack of down and so their lives will carry on.

Though some people might look at wolves with fright when I see
Wolves it’s to me a delight.

When I think back to that time and place with a campfire and ten
Wolves in it’s place and there was I alone but one with the wolves
Not even a gun.

Some people write for happiness and some will write for cheers.

Some will write for sadness just to let go all their tears.

Some will write of love and for things that are to be.

And some will write something else that might make history.

Some will write for loneliness and things that aren’t to be.

Some will even write of war and victory.

Some will write for peace & freedoms that will some day be.

And some will write something else that makes no sense to you or me.

Some will write for friendship.

And some will write for fun.

Some will write of fiction or end of days to come.

Some will write of fantasy and things that could not be.

And some will write just to write and that makes no sense to me.

Some will write for god above and some the great crusade.

And some will write for Jesus and think they have it made.

Some will write of lovers lost and the way it used to be.

And some will write of sorrow just to drop their tears.

Some will write of something else that we’ll remember though the years.

Some will write of fortune and some will write of fame.

As long as you have writing in your heart
You’re always in the game.

Do you remember way back when life was much more simple then.

With Grandma’s stories, nursery rhymes. Gas was but just a dime.

With Model_ As and Model T_ fords we ran the roads always towards.

Atlantic city old steal pear diving horses and nickel beers.

We always had time to stop and see all the great places of history.

Like old yellow stone canyon, and old Times Square we always had time to stop and share.

But now my friends those days are gone because the time she marches on.

Now the plains and cars are faster and fuel prices. Well they’re a disaster.

But maybe there will come a day when things will go back to the simple way.

It would be something grand to see if we could go back in history.

Your smile is amazing it’s filled with love and grace.

And your smile just alone could warm the coldest place.

Your smile is like heaven sent down form up above

and every time I see that smile it fills my heart with love.

Your smiles something special I know this to be true.

Because I’m reminded every time I look at you.

Just to see your smile even on a cloudy day

it brightens up my heart inside just like the sunshine’s rays.

Your smile is my sunshine within it’s warm embraced

please don’t ever wipe that smile off your lovely face.

Love is tender love is true love is cupid love is you. Love is waiting till the time is right to have someone to call your wife. Love is happiness love is joy love is a baby girl or boy. Love is about the life we share loving caring and being there. Love is seasons that we share and knowing that you will always be there. Love is happiness love is pride love is having you by my side. Love is not about being cold it’s about being together and growing old.
Love is : ( forever ).

Life is not but what we make we never say life’s a big mistake.
We look for love and for fame it’s all in the way we play the game.

We call our shots we make our bets and hope it’s one we won’t regret.
But all too soon life’s games at end and now comes the time we have to defend.

For all our rights and all our wrongs in everything that’s going on.
It doesn’t matter were we are in our home
or in our car.

In a Bus or on a train even on a boat or plain
Chances are we won’t get far when our names are called afar.

You’ll here the tone or maybe a bell.
Will it be heaven or maybe hell? No one knows and that’s for sure what really happens when we step through that door.

But it is a trip we’ll all have to make like it or not that trip we must take.
So now we set in awe and wonder see the lighting clap the thunder.

Hoping that we didn’t stray from our loving fathers ways. Because if we did there’ll be hell to pay.
When we come around to our judgment day.

Could you really be the one
who makes my days long and fun?
Could you be the one that’s right
to hold me tight all through the night?

Could you be the one that’s true
that would love me forever as I would you.
Could you be the one that’s fair
that would never leave and always be there?

Could you be the one that’s there
that would hold my hand and always care.
Could you be the one that’s bold
that would always be warm and never cold.

Could you be the one that’s honest and true
that would never leave me for somebody new.
Could you be the one for life
having my children and being my wife?

You were my wife you are no more you’re nothing but a stupid Boor you took my life and my last name there’s no one else but you to blame. If I knew then what I know now I never would’ve taken those vowels you played me for a stupid fool how could anyone be so cruel? You came into my life and you stole my heart away just so you could rip it apart a little day by day. My heart still beats within my chest I’m glade your gone I’m over the stress. But you just wait there’ll come a day when you meet your maker and have to pay for all the dreadful deeds you’ve done and you deserve it more then anyone. Remember the day that you went to moms I found your car at my friend toms you tried to lie and cover your tracks but I blew it off and I took you back. And then there’s that time you thought you were slick and I caught you with that dud name of nick (what was the name of that motel again oh well). So you see I’ve caught you in your boldfaced lies with all your good-bull and alibi’s there’s nothing you could do or say that would make me take you back anyway. So like I said I’m glade you’re gone and now my life can carry on. I’m over you now with no regrets so it’s on with my life and goodbye Claudette.

Way down south in the land of cotton someone there is not forgotten hair is dark eyes are too in my heart forever true. Does she notice does she care does she know I’m even there. If loving her is my plea I’m guilty of love in the first degree. Within her heart she holds the key that truly then will set me free. Until then I’m bound by chains with a love that will remain. I always wonder when she goes by do I even catch her eye. I don’t believe in love at first sight not until I saw her that night standing there in the moonlights
Shadow. I knew right then in any case I had to feel her worm embrace long hair waving in the breeze I almost fell down to my knees. I didn’t know what to do or say she defiantly took my breath away. When we first talked it was like a spell it seamed we knew each other well we talked of friendship and of love we even spoke of god above. We talked until the morning light I can’t believe we talked all night. I looked deeply in her eyes I felt, as I was mesmerized. I took her hand and to my surprise we stud and watched a gorgeous sunrise. This the beginning of a beautiful day a new relationship is now on it’s way.

Life is not an easy game there always has to be a blame for the things that we have done. There is good and bad in everyone. We try real hard to figure out life but it can cut just like a knife. It seams the more you give they take life is not a peace of cake. Life can be good I’ve heard them say seeing is believing anyway. We start out in life with a chance to be square, happy, upright, honest and fair. But then to soon we see the light and we know what’s wrong or right it’s that cross road that we take were we make our first mistake you think it’s right you know it’s wrong you conceit yourself and carry on. So your sorry for what you’ve done you swallow your pride and life goes on. But what about the ones we hurt or don’t they count for what it’s worth. So you see life’s not a game there always has to be a blame.

Here I set brokenhearted newfound love to soon departed. Were she went to on that day she never did tell or say. I only know that she is gone so now I have to carry on. Life is not an easy game when you feel like you’re the one to blame. I really don’t know what I’ve done to make her leave me on the run. So here I set alone and blue not knowing what to say or do. But now I know just why she ran she left me for another man. I hope she’s happy and she’s bright cause now I finally see the light. She played me with a suckers game I’m just glade I’m not to blame. Of curse it still hurts but it’s all a part of rebuilding your life with a broken heart.

Here I set alone in wonder see the lighting hear the thunder listing to the raindrops fall in the darkness of my hall. So I scurry off to my room feeling all the sadness and glum. Hoping that there is a way to make it to another day. So now I lie me down and pray that tomorrow brings a brighter day. No more heartache, pain or sorrow just a happier tomorrow.