Mother Wolf Poems

SAT NAM 

I am rose in sunlight breathing 
               Buddha in...

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When Daddy brought Serena a wolf pup
He did not realize what would happen
When the pup grew up and became her guardian

Serena did not have to...

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Her scars told a story of a time
When life tried to break her but failed 
And she was filled for a while
with tearful wails
Maybe she...

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Humpty Dumpty has never looked this serene
You think so? I think he looks rather green.
I need silence while I draw said Mother Hubbard.
Her dog wandered...

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Wolf Heart Woman is gorgeous and confident
She exudes a mystical quality that frightens many
Her stylish headdress was constructed by Sky Mother
She ruthlessly pursues women of...

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he was transgender
small town had no idea
in the sixties

he was bullied 
labelled crazily weird
and with no mother

I saw him in dress
many were laughing at him
I...

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Wind rustles her cover
whining of pups distract
wafting scent entices
weariness piques her need
weakness seduces her
wiliness picks her prey
wantonness her attack


©3/15/2022

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She sat on the edge of the cliff watching her wolf pups
They were howling and growling and rolling in their cups
She needed a break, was...

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The lone wolf; 
The lean wolf
The big bad wolf am I.
I walk, I prowl, 
I stalk, I howl
At the moon in a wind-whipped sky.

Slack of...

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They underestimated me because I am a she.
I threw back my head and showed my teeth.
My wolf howl was terrifying; they feared me now.
Not understanding...

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An Aquarian Goddess with a wolf power animal
She often keens at the moon, howling her truth
Others are a bit frightened at her confidence.
Being her mother,...

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German’s north wind’s tenacious wail was a harbinger of misfortune.
Grayscale storm clouds forebode a possible apocalypse.
SheWolf’s intuition was resolute and obstinate about hiding the elf...

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I listen to the sighing
of the wind, as I sit
in the cool shade 
of a sprawling carob tree,
wondering if Basho,
in heavenly abode, 
next to Elysian...

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Sheanna was born with her eyes closed.
She was tiny, the kind some clans let die in the caves.
Her mother was ultra protective, and determined to...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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