Timothy Mcguire Poet Free verse

Little Red Riding Hood

I can hear wolf howling at the moon
For he has found out
Little Red Riding Hood is dying
She is now frail and in old age
He can taste his rage
For over time she has changed his heart
No matter how many times he roared
She just smiled and ignored
The anger growing on his face
Time after time she told him
She loved him
No matter what he had done
It wasn’t what he was
But what he had become
He knows that she changed him
His howling is not anger
It is sadness

CONTEST NO 512 ANY THEME,ANY FORM,UPTO A MAX OF 20 LINES Contest 
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
10/31/18

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Andrea Dietrich March 2, 2022 at 9:13 PM wow, what a most interesting view of the story. thanks for drawing my attention to it. A FAVE Timothy Mcguire March 2, 2022 at 10:44 PM Thank you Andrea and thank you for reminding me of it. :)

Line Gauthier November 3, 2018 at 8:08 PM Bravo, Timothy. Congrats on your well deserved top win. Timothy Mcguire November 3, 2018 at 9:23 PM Thank you much friend

Line Gauthier July 7, 2018 at 10:03 AM A delightful spin on the well known tale. Lovely, Timothy. Line Gauthier February 13, 2020 at 9:03 PM very clever. Timothy Mcguire July 12, 2018 at 2:45 AM Just thinking of life after Grandma was eaten by the wolf and the relationship between Little Red and the wolf. Why you ask? I have no idea! :)

Caren Krutsinger May 1, 2018 at 2:44 PM It certainly is; well-written. Read and appreciated. ou are unique, this I know to be true How deep within you'll go, and what will you do? So smart! Timothy Mcguire May 1, 2018 at 4:35 PM Thank you!

Caren Krutsinger May 1, 2018 at 2:39 PM This is poignant and sweetly done.