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Shuddering Moans

Updated on September 3, 2014
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A Moment of Sorrow ( Poem Two )



His fingers cut

only at the tips,

no words passed his lips,

he knew none to say,

and only his thoughts would pray,

as the moon fell now,

on his bowed head,

exposing the beauty of the darkness, somehow,

his eyes blood red,

his ghost cried,

he tried,

he too wanted to cry,

his shadow looming there

against the sky,

he just stayed in one place,

nothing on his face

was visible,

except the barest glint

of the moon on his eye,

as if it were a fragment of glass,

just a hint,

no more,

then he fell forward onto the wet grass,

a moment of sorrow,

at last.

Poem One: The Mountain Climber



The snow had been falling

and the air was loud,

hunger had been calling,

but the wolf just stood proud,

because his hunger would end soon,

the mountain climber slowly moved

into the light of the moon,

and the night was filled with cries,

the wolf’s head rose with a jerk,

and the climber saw his eyes,

he knew that the end of his reality was near,

and what grew most was the fear,

the light was glinting on two

sharp canine teeth,

as the bitter cold filled the night sky,

then a low strangled cry

seemed to rise

from the depths of the wolf’s throat,

as he wore the hunger like a coat,

after the first attack,

the climber fell on his back,

above the drifting snow

he crashed into the stones,

as the intensity would grow,

the only things escaping were just shuddering moans,

then finally the cracking of bones.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      yeah im looking at the pro... you..:) LOL thanks for stopping by :)

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      lovedoctor926 5 years ago

      From the depths of the wolf’s throat,as he wore the hunger like a coat. This is very good imagery! I have to learn from the pro..

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      Frank Atanacio 6 years ago from Shelton

      thanks so much all of you for the comments

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      Mamadrama 6 years ago from Upstate NY

      voted awesome!

      I agree with ubanichijioke.. followed to the climax of death is the exact words I would have used..

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      Alexander Thandi Ubani 6 years ago from Lagos

      A great poem frank. Voted awesome. I followed the story as it climaxed to death. Sad indeed! Awesome poem. Best of wishes

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      Eiddwen 6 years ago from Wales

      A brilliant and beautiful poem and I now look forward to reading many more by you.

      I vote this one up.

      Take care

      Eiddwen.

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      Phoenixx 6 years ago from Roseburg, OR

      This poem is simply beautiful. You use your words with a defined artistic vision. Thank you for posting this.

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      Nicole Canfield 6 years ago from the Ether

      Voted up and awesome. Very intelligent and creative writing, my friend. Keep it up!

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      Joyce Haragsim 6 years ago from Southern Nevada

      Wonderful writing for a great poem.

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      Leni Sands 6 years ago from UK

      awesome poem, the image of the hungry wolf and the dead climber and what could follow will stay with me.

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      ExoticHippieQueen 6 years ago

      Wow, this is amazing! Loved all of your beautiful and powerful words (except the barest glint of the moon on his eye, as if it were a fragment of glass,). Voted up and beautiful.............

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      Prashant angiras 6 years ago from shimla(india)

      what a beautiful poem,i feel so bad for the mountain climber,this is one of the most heart touching pieces i have ever read,and elegance of poem is worthy of appreciation .i loved the line "he wore the hunger like a coat"..