Wolf Poems - Poems about Wolf

In office halls, where silhouettes loom, Beware the boss who calls you aside to manipulate, A trap awaits, where whispers seal your destiny, Keep colleague woes locked deep, an unspoken weight. Security's helping hand may hold a test, Expectation's seed, in every coin you nest, Proximity breeds contempt, a subtle art, One day's omission, and you're branded apart. Close friendships forged in workplace...

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They brought them back in the Age of Dust, when crops failed and gods went quiet. With DNA teased from marrow’s crust, they rose--reborn, and violent. In glass-born labs beneath dead cities, the scientists whispered hope. “Guardians,” they said, “not beasts nor pity,” as they cut through time’s old rope. But the wolves remembered ice and blood, the hunt, the pack, the kill-- they moved...

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sunflower eyes, honeycomb gaze, symmetrical features, beautiful face. i want to get closer— to erase the space that exists between your surface level sex appeal and celestial grace. ...

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I'm the flicker, the flame, the spark when you can't see, I'm the moonlight in the dark, a mystery. I'm the rustling in the leaves, the breeze and the trees, And maybe the wolf's howl on the wind whispers, "That's me." A long, drawn-out sound, both wild and free. My roots run deep, a Cherokee decree, And when I stomp the...

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I stand here, cursed. Soughted upon a brim of hope. Yet darkness be it me for swallows. My site is blinded by my blood red soul. My hands are numb by the sharpness of my beastly nature. The wildly hairs, knitted to my’th skin. My ivory gates, beckoned me to crimson devour. I.. I am forever doom, by...

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It was a strong opponent, it fought against us very well. Many of us were slaughtered before it finally went down. Again and again it tried to run, but we chased it down each time. We will never give up the hunt. We will always persevere. But this one had surprised us; it flashed its hardened steel. It cut down many of the pack and deflected...

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I know you're out there we live in worlds that separate us and times that keep us in the dark I understand the ways of life we live our forlorn circumstances and accept that we're apart I realize the hopelessness we live in the fog of days gone by but still I ache for your embrace AP: 3rd place 2025 Posted on March 28, 2025...

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May the healing mother give your heart peace May the forgiving father watch over you as you sleep May your spirit animal, the deer, issue you much needed comfort May your totem, the turtle, show you the way to health May your sweat lodge sisters pray that your cancer dissipates May your family dream of better times and ways to...

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beneath the moon's pale silver glow the wolves sing songs of night their voices rise through frost and snow wild shadows born of flight ...

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Blue Wolf... A free people, like the wind they blow, A generous steppe, a wondrous folk. Today, like a young wolf, they whimper, Suffering under the world's yoke. The cruel century has surely made the people weep, Casting fear. It has taken away their strength and might, Their spirit crushed, crumbled like flour, You have departed, my dear land, lost to time!...

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She cried out for attention—was it really a game? Or was it the only way they’d remember her name? Her voice, an echo, lost in the night, Drowned by indifference, swallowed by spite. Her grandfather’s eyes, heavy with shame, Saw only a liar—never the pain. She was a burden, a whispered regret, A shadow of sorrow he’d rather forget. Lonely, broken, battered, and...

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Head twitching, black eye gleaming, reflecting moonlight, He dreams of hoarding that great shiny orb. Tucking it in with his precious treasures inside the Rowan tree to feast his eyes upon... his alone. Perhaps he will take a small bite so his charcoal feathers shoot out indigo moon beams and all the creatures will gaze at...

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through shadowed pines and drifting snow a silver ghost moves soft and slow eyes like embers, burning bright a watcher in the frozen night the moonlight carves his silhouette a fleeting shape, a whispered threat not of malice, nor of hate but of a world that seals its fate his voice, a song upon the air a mournful cry, a hunter’s prayer echoing through hollow...

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There was a young wolf from Japan. Who got hit by a pan. Who wanted to jump. She got caught by a tree and fell down with a bump. I think she needs to wear a protective hat. ...

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Little Wolf met her namesake this week at Apache festival with her brother. They were together all week, running from one booth to another Can we keep him? She asked her father, a chief and her mother. I will keep him at my house, offered her giving grandmother. Little Wolf, wolves need to stay in their packs, and run...

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