View Full Version : The Winter Wolf

10-23-2006, 11:18 PM

Silently lopes the winter wolf,
beneath snow-laden trees,
following frozen rivers as
alone he braves the breeze.

His fate is now a certainty,
an end that none may tell;
and though he hunts, he hungers not,
expecting naught as well.

He listens to a distant howl
across a wind-swept lake,
a feast of tasty caribou
of which heíll not partake.

With a pace thatís ever slowing down,
his visionís grown opaque,
though memories still flicker on
of kills he once could make.

He's shared long nights in joyful howls
beside a strong grey mate,
but huntingís made him weary now -
his day has become late.

As snow yet falls in softest flakes,
his thoughts are growing dim.
Peaceful sleep is gently waiting,
as night descends on him...

10-25-2006, 04:48 PM

now I have the last reply in every single room on the board....