Guardians of the Sky Road

Swirling with jumps and speed The crimped and vague green motion flew Through the eyes of the woodland court of wolves Within their legacy of feral wilderness As they descended from their obscure cathedrals Driven from the twilight brush and branch Howling, prancing with singing whimpers Dancing in the circle of their royal rogue pilgrimage Aligned within their heralded order As the heirs of distant ancestral calling Blunted and bent in their nobleness- Theses guardians of the sky road Gather in their ancient sacred quest To summon the moon mother To awaken to the lupine's equinox There in the thrum of their zeal they traversed Into the core of mystical madness With open mouths Flashing their pearlescent teeth The tang of their snouts quivered and huffed Charged with oblivious and naked determination To plumb the mad soul of the moon In this peerless eventide Igniting the ritual of their kinship with Spring March 24, 2021 Eight Word Bardenesque Challenge Poetry Contest Sponsored by John Hamilton