A Wolfish Throwback

I wolf down my food
in a gluttonous way
chomp chomp slurp slurp
Gnash gnash slurp slurp
A throwback to a previous incarnation
When I actually was a wolf, or a werewoman?
Tummy full, I rumble off into the night.
Howling now at the moon, on my favorite granite slab.
Am I scaring you, Luna? I ask, showing my red teeth.
Full of cherry Koolaide, but looking much more fierce.
Luna laughs, exposing my truth, then she winks.
She recognizes me no matter what form I take.
Her recognition causes me to slow down and pretend niceness.
Okay to be myself now, I wait for my cubs, who are struggling to keep up with my fierceness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Ravidas Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 2:04 PM
Awhooofully fierce poetry, Caren. As Moon as my witness)
Krutsinger Avatar
May 15, 2019 at 4:17 PM
Ah, and the Moon always knows, but if she falls in love with you, she keeps your secrets, Kurt.
Kiser Avatar
May 3, 2019 at 2:35 PM
Of all of the wolves and were's I've known and not one of them has ever drunk cherry kool-aide.
Krutsinger Avatar
May 4, 2019 at 3:08 AM
Now you know. It is a secret we do not wish to tell just everybody.
Wolf Avatar
May 2, 2019 at 10:47 PM
Had to read this, of course. Ha, ha. You are fierceness personified. ~ The Other Wolf
Krutsinger Avatar
May 3, 2019 at 3:45 AM
I am so fierce, there are no other wolves when I am finished.
Warrior Avatar
May 2, 2019 at 7:12 PM
Such great personification, Caren...O.K. it's your turn to drop the mike lol...just watch my toes...love your many fruitful verses...you are a pumping poetic machine, my friend...do you not tire lol...happy writing...^WW^...{*J*}
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May 3, 2019 at 3:46 AM
I do get tired, and I took a little nap which is why I am on a "roll" at 3:45 a.m. Seriously silly as I go to work in a few measly hours. Ugh!
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