Andrew John Poet Free verse

Whitest

A full one tonight,
a quarter-size of this world,
her white is complete,
inviting me to stare.

No clouds there
to hide her.
Will she bring out
the wolf in me?

Such a canine might,
emerge and amaze, without warning:
dreaded, ferocious, fanged.
Or should I simply smile and gaze?


(14 Aug 2023)

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Ann Cantu August 24, 2023 at 4:34 AM Ah, I like tales of creatures of the night, and have written a few poems in similar vein. Well crafted! Andrew John August 24, 2023 at 4:44 AM I've been having a look at your poems, Ann. So far, I like what I've seen. :-)

Andrew John August 15, 2023 at 4:42 AM Thank you for the comment. I did one several years ago about a full moon and what it could do to us. In case you're interested, look on this site for "Full Moon". It begins with the lines, "The howl escapes me / I cannot help it . . ." Thanks again for your kind words.

The Situation August 14, 2023 at 6:49 PM why i find it in the unread is a mystery. I read it and faved it because It got me. even the last line.