The Howl

howlingwolf

The howl is a sacred sound
lingering in the air like
early morning midst, filling
me with longing.

I would like to how like
that, throat vibrating in
perfect resonance, proclaiming
my longing for all to know
until at last I slide into
the shadows leaving only the
final not hovering in the dawn.

4 comments

  1. Hiya Pat.
    How awesome you came by & hooked in. Thank you so much. I have a goal to finalise it this year… I ACTUALLY have a goal!!!

    Reading this, you know, I can imagine how it must be to stand on a hill and howl, just howl – when you described it that way, I thought yes, I can imagine that feeling…

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