Best White Wolf Poems

Evening gusts shall take away all my fear,
The stars will shine and fill my eyes with cheer,
The universe holds everything so dear
But you my love... How much I want you here

Lonely nights upon horizons I face,
To hold you again in this sacred place
I howl forlorn...

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Speak now for the sea, ancient bard that guides me.
Be the voice of its wisdom, washing away my tears.
Raise me and lower me, like an endless wave,
seen and then unseen, but always remaining present.

Speak now for the wind that blows our seeds.
Give it voice so...

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A Brothers White Production


Skipping through the tall dry grass
memories of childhood flood back
the summer of youth a distant cry
as mudlarks face an early sun

On my back in the grass, as I read
stories of kings and knights
wind caresses my hair, whispers
an almost forgotten song

Dragonflies circle above...

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With flow and rhythm, poems can sing,
Music to ears: sounds are heard,
Euphoric eruptions it may bring,
Quintessentially spoken every word.

With words and lines, poems can rhyme
Caress the senses, soothe the eyes
In so few letters, through all times
Poems create images, soar the skies

Evoking emotions is what they’ll...

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Once upon a time
Distant memories 
Dawning of morning crystals
Glittering reminder of starlight tears
 
In sunbeam's brilliance
Lighting jewels shine
Songbirds break into chorus
The smallest fragment of a breeze alerts
 
The senses whistling
Melodies explode
Through the branches leaves lament
Observing nature's space hold in colors
 
Fruit of tenderness
Mellow your sunshine
Blossoms...

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Budgie managed to get me to write again, I am very grateful to him for providing me with the first stanza, he's a wonderful friend :)

***

Elm stood regally and rigid.
Ivy looked up in awe
and said, a little timid: 
“Ahhhh, to be so big,
close to the...

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An empty shell,
abandoned
am I left alone?
left to sigh?

I once housed
a caterpillar
an ambitious
butterfly

Now I miss
my old cocoon
and still
cannot fly

Come pick me up
soar the skies
create turbulence
with you 

Leaving behind
our worn-out lives
morphing into
something new

***

 September 19, 2017
Copyright © White Wolf and Darren White...

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Collaboration with White Wolf


I’ll think of a place that’s far away,
In my mind I shall escape,
In colours and shapes with nothing to say,
From a land that has no fate.

Swirling images that make no sense,
Happy to fly amongst the scenes,
In a world you may say is...

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We ride the waves, Budgie my friend
Sometimes they crash us on the shore
But you and I are so much more 
Than little heaps of helpless sand
Slipping through fingers of our hands

We write our poems with so much fun
I throw a line, you grab the bait
You...

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White
Wafting
Western wind
Winter's water
Wolf.

3/11/19

For Light Up the Page 2 contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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As deep as oceans are in thy blue eyes
I ponder to myself: where have I been
Lost in your love, a bird in your high skies
A poor blind man I was, but now I've seen

Truth lies behind your eyes that I can see
Alone. I don't roam...

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SECOND DRAFT

quite a shame, try to treat love like a game,
mother never said -- ya could of been bolder
only thing left you got’s cold, your icy shoulder
come on like an avalanche, snap like a tree branch
gave someone love, just didn’t say it then
on your knees...

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Dreams of those golden meadows in the sky,
with frolicking angels flying about.
So close to me as I hover nearby,
I try to speak but the words won't come out.

Captured by their beauty, my soul set free,
in this realm, I see clearer than before.
Though some may say...

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As I incorporate colours with images in my dreams,
Still it’s more the emotional attachments that set the scenes.
Like an onlooker in another world of landscapes,
I am in control as I pull back the invisible drapes.

My mind wanders from my body so light
And flies off with...

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Hunting boars and stags in their rightful seasons,
Just like the Fianna I would have my reasons.
     In whispering woods I’d seek out refuge,
     Within a plethora of trees so majestic and huge.
Taking advice from nature and her...

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