Cry Wolf

True caller of the wild
guard well your precious ground.
Sacred once in hearts and souls…

Now shrinking with your sound.

What damage has been done
against ones so shy

…And

how ancient is the grudge you
should bear against humans such
as I.

Howl at the stars.
Shout into forever…
Curse mans footprint on
the moon.
Sing loud your haunting
tune.

You’re singing to a hollow heart
that echoes at your
weeping and sees the water in
your eyes for the sadness
you are keeping.

Call out clear and strong
Howl all night long.
Drown out the pain of
all your slaughter without
gain.

Shout to the stars
to the glow of night for
that heavenly host of light
will never do you the
harm of
man.

And….

When you weary of that and
your throat is dry from
the sharing of its sorrows
(of you and your ancient pack)
slink off back to
whence you came before the
dawns new light betrays you
with her gleam.

The darkest hours of the night
are yours
and, not just for
the lonely.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

Wolves have always been so badly maligned, hunted, killed and, mostly without good cause.
To me, they are a magnificent creature (I love most creatures) and, have always been so badly wronged by (mostly) white humans.

Shared with Poetics #Prompt Wild

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles

19 thoughts on “Cry Wolf”

  1. Awesome poem! I love wolves, too. This reminded of a time at Yellowstone National Park when we stopped to see what someone else had stopped to see. They said it was a wolf, and out of the car I jumped to snap a picture. It turned out to be a coyote. Only when I returned to the car did I realize how foolish I was to think either that a wolf would come that close to the road in the day, or that it would be safe for me to venture out of the car if it had. Peace, Linda

  2. The calls of the wild and eerily presented. We ought to leave the animals alone.They help maintain the balance in the eco-system to co-exist in peace.

    Hank

  3. Powerful words that speak directly to my soul. “Howl at the stars”, “the sadness you are keeping”……..wonderful writing about my favorite creature.

  4. I could feel my own “howl” start to want to join in–I’m not kidding either! I feel the same way you do about these wonderful animals. They have been feared and wrongly wanted to be destroyed–it’s very unfortunate.

  5. The image of the wolf howling at the moon is an apt one. It hints at madness as well as wildness – as does the act of creation.

  6. So true we have taken so much for no good reason what so ever. The cat doesn’t like it one bit. He blames that guy who kept crying wolf or was he just going woof, who knows..haha

  7. lol this made me think about the day of mourning for native americans lol, and then I read wolf lol, nice one!

  8. This is very touching. I especially like:

    You’re singing to a hollow heart
    that echoes at your
    weeping and sees the water in
    your eyes for the sadness
    you are keeping

  9. Beautiful, Daydreamer. I have always admired, as well as feared, the wolf. You got into the soul of the wolf in this poem… Loved the poem.

  10. “curse man’s footprint on the moon” – I like that line. I read about wolves when I was a kid. The first serious thing I wrote was a ‘Watership Down’-like story about wolves. You’re so right, they’re amazing and what we’ve done to them is unforgivable.

  11. I can hear the howling and cries.. I agree with you on this as well as with the other animals. They deserve their space and freedom too ~

    Lovely share ~

  12. I never “Cry Wolf” unless it is “Wolf” … but my worst nightmare is that nobody will be responding if I need help …

  13. wow your words game me a shiver…the thought of all that we have taken from the animal kingdom…those howls being their cries at the injustice…

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