Predator

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My Mind is ablaze,
with the Fire of Flight.
My wings are crippled,
the bones shattered.

I stand a helpless feast,
for the Earthbound Predator.
His tongue salivates with hunger.
I stand alone, undaunted by my fate.

Our corneas meet in locked stares.
The Wolf sees my power
and bows his head to me,
retreating to the Shadows.

My form changes into that of Mankind.
I cannot move to the shelter,
far from the dusty heat.
I am alone and broken.

My lips are parched and swollen.
The wolf returns and confronts me.
Dark pools gaze deep into my being.
I raise my body to worship him.

His form changes with the sweeping
motion of wind and sand.
Dark wrinkles travel over his aged face.
He motions me, but does not move.

Days I walk,
with blistered feet,
clenching the pain with each step.

At night, I heard his howl.
I dreamt that he heard mine.

Together we killed a thousand hours,
leaving the corpses to Time,
the untamed Beast inside of man,
unwilling ever to die.


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PETER LUMETTA 5 years ago from KENAI, ALAKSA

A powerful poem,

Peter


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raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

yes...the beast locked inside every human's soul...riveting...


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Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal

Other face of the coin that is quite unknown to us.


"Quill Again" 5 years ago

Well written and very powerful, felt drawn into your words.

Blessings


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epigramman 5 years ago

..well some of the best writing I've ever read at the Hub is here and I MERCY YOU ..... takes my breath away quite frankly and I will proudly post this one too at my Facebook page with a link back here - I am trying to get Saddlerider here - a gifted poet in his own right - and so are you to be put in this hallowed category - in one new word make up for this occasion - hubastonishing!!!

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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Eipigramman sent me by and I'm glad he did. This scribe is brilliant, to be one with the wolf. I am told that I am a Lone Wolf and I have been in my cave for some time. My Muse comes in to drag me out to place Quill to page thus I do.

The night air is blood red, the howl of the wolf is submerged under the moon, the forest awaits him as he moves with grace through them. His prey the lone buffalo, the lost lamb, the heifer broken fence, the doe left her mother.

The Lone wolf hunts and is fed, then he rests and searches for his she wolf to come lay with him in his lair, the progression of life begins and they are one, hunting together, stalking and avoiding the gun of man, their enemy.

This is a salivating piece of work my new friend and poet, I am glad that I was directed here, I caught your scent:-) a gifted poet, I am honored to meet you here.


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Prisana 5 years ago from Thailand and Colorado Author

The honor is all mine. I am absolutely stunned to read such glowing and kind comments! "Hubastonishing!" Epi, you are the astonishing one! You radiate such positive energy and spread so much joy throughout Hubville and the world.

"The night air is blood red..." great prose my new Hub friend.

Thanks to everyone who came, read and commented!


Poetic Fool 5 years ago

Prisana, this was a wonderful read. You do have a gift with words. It was gritty, raw and instinctual. Thanks for sharing.


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SubRon7 5 years ago from eastern North Dakota

Another gorgeous poem, Prisana, and giving the beautiful wolf a lead part--may we always have wolves!

In North Dakota we don't have wolves, yet, unfortunately, but we do have coyotes. Late yesterday PM I was pleasantly surprised to see a coyote trot through my back yard not 20 feet away. A thrilling sight. Often at night I hear them singing their song that I love. Yet to hear the wolf in the wild.


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Scarface1300 5 years ago

Love this piece... You collected me in arms and carried me away with you...Great Poetry...Up and Awesome


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tsmog 5 years ago from Escondido, CA

A most wonderful, yet complex poem.Three things were conjured with this reading, if I may share.

first, the movie Ladyhawk with Michelle Pfeiffer, Rutger Hauer & Matthew Broderick. Desc quote from IMDb "Navarre and Isabeau have a curse that the Bishop has placed on them that causes Navarre to be a wolf during the night and Isabeau to be a hawk during the day"

2nd - the knowlege learned of shape shifting with my sweat lodge lessons. Thanks for bringing that ancient history to mind.

Lastly, a meta-level view. I focused on the words emphasized with capitals. Removing the possessives I am very intrigued with the spirituality of this poem.

Thank you for sharing!


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Prisana 5 years ago from Thailand and Colorado Author

Dear tsmog,

I'm not sure how you did it, but you got my poem on all levels! If you believe in channeling, this poem felt channeled. My original version of this poem was much longer, but I shortened it after a judge gave me extremely high marks for the original version but felt that I was tackling too much regarding the history of mankind etc.. Thank you for your thoughtful comment. I truly appreciated your insight!


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BongSantos 5 years ago from Philippines

It's always a privilege to read your "wild" poems.

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