Erik Spector Poet Free verse

Of Demons and Wolves

Far above the ice and Snow
     An Eagle circles waters blue
     Wolves are silent as they run
     While talons grasp a Salmon's scaly skin.

     The twilight Shadow; wolf growling heard.
     Prey is scarce, the earth is hard.
     The meadow. The brook.  In Forest realm.
     A glint on Snow forms stories old.

     The hunt; circling.  The Stag now knows.
     With hunger pangs and snapping maws;
     The chase.  The turn.  The leap to throat. . .
     Red eyes in twilight as the wolves do feast!

     The moon is high where the wolves have stopped.
     An Owl swoops down to then next perch.
     Exchanges, leanings, teaching what?
     A wolf starts howling in the cold Moonlight.

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Rev. Elizabeth Anderson July 2, 2014 at 9:06 PM Erik, I could feel the hunt. Vision the circle of life. Survival. Beautifully written. Thank you. Blessings.

Anne-Lise Andresen May 11, 2014 at 2:52 PM - The nature and the struggle for birth .... the hunt is exciting to read - I hear wolves howling in the cold moonlight. - A very well written poem, Erik. - Welcome to read some of my poems .... maybe you can find one you like. - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise (Norway)