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the starting note.
complete the chord.
A baby makes soprano yips,
then full chorus joins.
Mournful, yet joyful,
song of the ages.
No tingle of fear
A chill of wonder
caresses my spine.
About Wolfen Song
I penned this tribute to wolves after hearing a chorus of wolf songs while visiting the Wolf Haven International Sanctuary in Washington state. They are a forever home and no-kill shelter for wolves who, for whatever reason, cannot be released back to the wild.
Their stories range from wolves who were inadvisably kept as pets, until the owners found they could not handle a full-grown animal. That 'cute pup' did not grow up to be a tame domestic dog.
Also living there are wolves who have been rescued from serious injuries, and did not recover fully enough to be able to survive in the wild again, as well as those who have been displaced by human activities.
Wolf Haven offers guided tours of the facility, and there are "howl-ins" scheduled from time to time, when you can let out your inner wolf.
This poem was originally written back in November of 1991, and It underwent some minor editing in May of 2010.
A Wolfen Cinquain
running, living, playing
caring for his own
About the Cinquain
The above cinquain poem (pronounced, "sin-kane,") was jotted down at a poetry forum gathering, after I learned there about this type of poem.
Its structure is to have 5 lines, and only 11 words. The subject can be anything, but the overall poem must be descriptive of the topic. The first line leads off with the subject; usually just a single word.
I originally wrote this back about 1998; it saw a minor revision in 2015.
It is melodious, ethereal;
It is haunting, mystical;
It is a primeval connection;
a command to be one again with nature.
It is the eloquent cry
of the wolf.
About "Sinfonia Wild"
This final poem in the group actually predates the first one in this collection. They are all salutes to an awesomely beautiful animal.
Written about 1988, and slightly tweaked in 2015, I had been listening to a recording of wolf songs, and was inspired to jot down this poem.
© 2010 Liz Elias