Yeren for a long winter
when the abdominable
snowman just sasquatch
of his feet yeti
chowed down another
bigfoot long hotdog
Categories:
wendigo, nonsense, winter,
Form: Free verse
The wendigo moves through the forests of night,
Through haunts of shadows and dreams;
Through dark valleys and past frozen rivers and streams
Where it can be seen in the faint moonlight
By the unlucky and the doomed and the damned.
For it feeds on the souls, so old legends have said,
Of the tormented, the lost and misled
In the cold mists of this far northern land.
Categories:
wendigo, horror, mythology, native american,
Form: Rhyme
Beautiful roses come alive in the spring
In forest of echoes nightingale will sing
Rose smell is as divine as something one extol
Their beauty is warm sets fire in your soul
But winter will not be as easily forgot as flowers unveil
The winter is time of difficulty but also of ballad and tale
Beyond psychological doors open wide
In the soul each has demons and wonders inside
The wendigo is psychological beast
That lives in America’s north and east
It knows what in the mind of each person exists
But it is not a destroyer but protector of psyche that a demon resists
It knows winter has its place
It is cold and snow covers lot of space
But it is needed so that in spring
Roses would grow and birds sing
But nobody is grateful to wendigo when winter is past
Yet it is his unstoppable visage that upon the world its shadow will cast
His soul will one day be free
To choose his own destiny
Categories:
wendigo, fantasy,
Form: Couplet