Best Lone Wolf Poems

I am the loner, the rebel
never the leader, I go my own way.
Never trying to run with the pack,
but ahead of them.
I never go where they go,
or do what they do.
Surviving amongst the solitude
of dense forests and misty fogs.
Living for the moonlit midnight hours.
Running wild...

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He walked into my office, business in hand,
In denim baggy overalls, a plaid shirt, white painters cap, 
and grandpa's old white leather orthopedic shoes.
If I ever get to the ripe old age of 88,
I want to be this lone wolf silhouette of a man.

A slow...

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A heart rages within
 a lone wolf cries
 the earth beneath is falling apart
 distruction, violence, money & greed
 people consuming more than they need
 
 A silent prey goes out to the universe
 a tear full of
 ''Why''
 falls from his eye
 Mother earth...

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Howls heard in echoes ,,through indigo time
 Passages of time reveal souls door
 Soft roses planted in Scattered seeds
 Azure lights bring storms

 Sacred vision awakens mystical dreams
 Shimmery impressive benevolent quest spirits
 Wintry chasm reflects laughter's tis twilight
 Native American legends read souls letter

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It must have been a difficult journey;
The path your life has taken;
To make you not trust another;
And left you feeling forsaken.

In bitterness and anger;
For past wrongs and betrayals;
You keep a safe distance;
So if approached you would avail.

The wound inside your spirit;
That mistrust will not allow...

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Lone Wolf

On our land there is a wolf who walks alone
We speak together as if we are as one
He gives me an illusion of hope when I am down
He tells me look into your beautiful soul
The wolf is wise for we are eternally forever bound.

The...

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[-:Lone Wolf:-]


--lone
---wolf, a
--wandering
-------storyteller
--------a decent fella.
Charismatic, charming
------overbearing, confident.
Come, hang under the umbrella
-------------of this personal Rocafella.
-------------Life as I see it,  I Am a Poet


In response to Linda Marie-Bariana who tagged me for this I Am A Poet game.. 
I now tag Carolyn Devonshire to continue this...

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Lone Wolf”   Written by John Moses Freeman

A lone wolf far from the pack of his concern, entertains by flute in hopes of an appearance from Great White Father. Many moon have passed and no sacred white buffalo have been seen or heard of...

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The lone wolf has been an icon of self reliance,
independence and authority defiance,
when in reality, the lone wolf leads a very harsh life indeed.
The lone wolf is alone because the pack forced it to leave....

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We all have a gift
Wrapped up tightly
Secured by our emotions
Hidden away from the outside world
Some may believe we are not worth giving
We may believe we need to be returned
A pretty box may be what they see
But an empty soul may be all it contains
Do you...

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Perhaps I could rely on the maps, 
The paved roads and tracks,
But everybody's seen that, in fact..
I take the route unknown, where werewolves roam, 
This? Yeah this is my home, everyone's known, 
The deer in the leaves, the birds in the trees, 
Can't forget mosquitos,
That...

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With the Supermoon in the night sky, 
the magnetic field pull, powerful, 
lone wolf steps from the dark shadows, 
no longer enduring the torment of lycanthropy. 
Her transformation into the supernatural, 
makes her a natural huntress, 
killer instincts, humanoid 
hazel eyes bright like stars.
A ferocious...

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I am the warrior, who has travelled far and wide,
Searching for the truth,
The light of good protects me,
But darkness blinds me,

I care no more for this life or this world,
For I cared once ago,
Yet I lost her,
It left me broken,
It left me beaten,
So I decided...

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She walks among nocturnal light
Seeking what she may devour
Forever lonely is her plight
Forever does the land she scower

She seeks her mate though he has died
A hunters gun did bring him down
Her grief now has her live this lie
False hope now has her surely bound

She howls...

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Howling at the moon at night....
always ready for a fight....
willing to destroy everything in sight,
dishing out pain is my delight.
Pretty crazy to hear, right?

I am the wolf climbing the hill,
I am the one who's out for the kill,
the one wolf who never stays still....
and has...

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