Howling Wilderness
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For Edward Ibeh's This or That, Volume 34 Poetry Contest
21 June 2025
The sanguine sun just waved goodbye
and hides in the silhouettes
of hills in wilderness;
But, I still stand here between the line
that separates night from day;
No phone in my pocket only my own,
my own weary self
escaping from the city's endless hustle;
To slow down, that is my aim . Hence, I am here.
But little did I know, the howling wilderness
has been waiting long for me
her howling I didnt hear~
busy with life's twists and turns
that I forgot to remove the earpiece
I've been wearing day by day.
Now, without anything, I heed the wilderness,
the forgotten language once I have known;
I begin to recall and like an old friend, I talk to her
and as she listens to my poor self,
the howling stops~
I heard myself
I found LOVE.
Copyright © JCB Brul | Year Posted 2025
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