Into the Wild

INTO THE WILD I dreamed ...... An arboreal wandering into the wild Creeping in narrow-leaved green herbage Afraid to be mashed by other wolverines got riled Their safe abode is now in the siege The rampage and stampede make a harsh noise Joining the rumble will stumble into near-death Swiftly moving away, intend to do a ploy Taking hold of strength and a grasp of pure breath Chasing the weak and hear the piercing shriek of pains The fauna now in a vain attempt to meet and regroup from the maze A lurking prowler just outside ready to take his aim A Carnivore’s rendezvous dealing another round of faze Forays refrain them from regression Marsupial bearing young is watchful and vigilant For a hostile entry, a swift run from apprehension Saving the younglings and safely back to Taiga so verdant With balsam fir’s magical warming in winter and cooling summer Tall trees get blown over osiers, shrubs, and miniature spruce Hear the wind swayed the trees gently just like a hummer A walk to wet spongy forest ground that has a soft carpet of moss A truly look at life into the wild is precarious Feeding on flesh and a quench from trickling stream Some nocturnal species tending to be gregarious To survive in this biome is a short-lived dream Previously posted in voicesnet.com poetry site last 21 October 2009.