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The Wolf - Part 3

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The Wolf - Part 3

...... Part 3 ......

The old wolf creeps, the old wolf leaps on prey he’s been a’ trackin’ - A deer adorned with branchin’ horns is torn by beasts attackin’. The morning quakes, a shadow shakes, some antlers left a’ lyin’, And spattered spots and scarlet clots repaint the point o’ dyin’. A magpie flies with frightened eyes (on ebon wings a’ wavin’), Spies wolfin’ jaws and sated maws of wolves no longer cravin’. The snowdrift clears, a cool wind veers, a dying breath, moreover - A wraith appears, with shaggy ears, (one droopin’ down, hung over). Dawn’s sunbeams crowd and streak a cloud, (its threaded strands are weavin’). The pack awakes and twists and shakes, for soon it’s time for leavin’; It’s cold and chill on shallow hill, the she-wolf comes a’ nuzzlin’, The sky is shrill, the wolf is still, the pack stands back a’ puzzlin’. On crimson snows neath perchin’ crows, the pack, it stays a’ guardin’, The nights are tight with Harpy kites, the she-wolves wait an’ harden, Until a groanin’ blizzard stones the barren forest ..., stowin’ The shaggy ears, beside a weir, neath icy hails ’a blowin’. The storm abates and terminates, the glacial wind’s subsidin’; The past is past or passin’ fast and life goes on abidin’. The herd, today, is far away, not thinkin’ of the dyin’; The pack’ll stray from day to day, ’a stalkin’ hard and tryin’. As spring sneaks forth upon the north, They’re lean without a leader. The she-wolf (bound with belly round) strains neath a budding cedar. Upon the morn a whelp is born, who’ll soon be takin’ over Unchained frontiers ..., with shaggy ears, (one droopin’ down, hung over).
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  1. Date: 8/21/2012 1:21:00 PM
    A captivating tale, Terry! I kept thinking of which poet these verses remind me of. You realize Terry, that very few can follow through with this type of verse, hold onto the pace, and end it so perfectly. Yours is impecable! :) This reminds me of Robert William Service's, "The Cremation Of Sam McGee". His, as your's, are now both favorites of mine! Magnificient write!! Best wishes, Mikki

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 3:44:00 PM
    Whatan amazing work Terry, your rhyme is amazing and the story is enthralling. You give amazing verse in every one you write!

  1. Date: 8/18/2012 12:02:00 PM
    A cute ending on that wolf story to predict the next leader! What a tale in this three part piece, Terry. I can tell you put a lot of work into it. WAs it for that one wolf contest? I liked the descriptions in this one a lot!

  1. Date: 8/14/2012 5:26:00 AM
    Wonderful story here, wow, takes one's breath away, hope this is for the wolf contest,

  1. Date: 8/13/2012 2:26:00 PM
    wow, awesome work, my friend - loved parts 1, 2 and 3

  1. Date: 8/11/2012 6:06:00 AM
    i was wondering if u livin in the wild as a hunter as this piece is a nice story and so life like. i liked the dog lookin a puzzlin, it made me laugh

  1. Date: 8/10/2012 4:58:00 PM
    ... ‡ Again, Precious Priceless Terry, I Love All Of Life & Creation. Understanding That For Reasons Beyound Ourselves This Is The Way It Must Be For Now ˜ I Truly Enjoyed Your Wonderful Exceptional Profound I Might Say, Loving Verse ˜ Very Glad To Have Been Blessed To Read Its Captivating Reflection In Re Life & Death ... My Luv, Rachel ‡