Night of the Mournful Wolf

Written by: Andrea Dietrich

as fog comes creeping a wind screams through the graveyard. . . the night frightened white leaves on ground scatter around unremembered graves. . . the shivering trees high above the mist and cemetery tombstones. . . moon hides its fullness digging at one grave the coffin in fresh deep ground. . . a large grey creature yellow eyes of owls watch from an oak’s gnarled limbs. . . the wolf strangely howls night turns into dawn As the cold fog rolls away. . . A secret revealed atop his wife’s grave lies a weeping naked man. . . his nails caked with dirt For the Spooky 'Ku Contest of : Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver