Sunday, January 8, 2012

Wild Wolf, Waiting

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At Real Toad's, Fireblossom Friday's prompt was to write about the inner animal. This poem is more of an outer animal who lives within my heart and spirit. It's what came,so I will post it, though it isnt exactly what was suggested.

There is a wild wood.
In my den I stir
as the new morning
wakes me.
I sniff the wind
and sense your pain.
It breaks me,
for I'm forced to forge
a path
you cant yet
follow,
and I know
this leaves you
feeling
rather hollow.

I am a wild wolf.
To be with you,
I always had to
keep it tethered.
Now I can throw off
all my bindings
without minding,
not forgetting all the years                 
we spent together.

I am a wild thing,
but my heart
returns to watch you
when you're sleeping,
rest my nose upon your bed
and whuff a greeting,
though you are asleep
and never feel us meeting.

How can a heart be
wild and tame,
together?                                 
We forged a bond
nothing in life
can sever.
A bridge between
our two wild hearts
we traveled;
a bond that tight
can never be
unraveled.

I had to leave you,
but I never wanted to
and I am circling
the forest waiting for
your heart
to find me.
Listen for my call,
you are not far
behind me.

reposted for Poets United's Poetry Pantry March 24, 2013

45 comments:

  1. I loved it! You suprised me when I realized what you were saying, and I very much related to being torn between being the wild and free being that you are and bonding with another. So well done.

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  2. I think we all keep our wildness tamed within our core, subdued by societies restrictions. Maybe we all ought to unleash the wild to run free.......

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  3. Sherry, this brings tears to my eyes, especially the last stanza. I do hope he is visiting you when you sleep even if you do not know of his visit. My dogs are hardly 'wild' but I will give each a bigger hug than usual today.

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  4. Like Mary, this brought tears to my eyes as well ... my wolf is getting extra love today also - don't follow your Pup too quickly okay? We need you here too ... a wonderful poem Sherry.

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  5. Knowing what you have gone through, I thought this poem is very moving and brimming with emotions. Specially the wild heart and the last verse...very lovely words ~

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  6. I'm honored that this poem in Pup's voice is part of my prompt, Sherry.

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  7. This is so beautiful. I grew up as a child with a wild heart. I knew the woods around me as well as I knew the tiny house I lived in. My wild heart still hears the call. Thanks for sharing this.

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  8. This is so beautiful, Sherry! I wonder, too, how they can be so tame. I was a wild childs and knew the woods as well as my own home and I have a wild beast (Lexi Dawg) living with me. LOL I love this!

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  9. Beautiful, Sherry, as beautiful as your love for Pup and his for you.
    K

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  10. I recognized your Pup in this poem, Sherry. It's beautiful. You two still have a wonderful bond despite the separation.

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  11. I so loved reading your poems as Pup's view~ It was heartfelt and tender, with the spirit of wild throughout~
    I loved it! xXx

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  12. You obviously listen and more, you hear.

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  13. Wonderful poem!

    And thanks for your contribution to last week's Limerick-Off!

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  14. wolves are rare around these parts...but what a perfect inner animal eh?

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  15. Ah. I'm caught by your comment in the intro: "It's what came..." You have said you weren't feeling Pup with you. He's probably wondering if he has to chew your leg or something before you realize that he is right there.

    Lovely piece.

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  16. How perfect this is. How perfectly beautiful ... such wonderful love.

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  17. The bond can never be broken. It is more than earthly and, this is lovely.
    I wrote about my 2 dogs yesterday, too. My little boy hasn't been well this past few days, but, he's eaten today.

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  18. What a reunion that will be! So touching Sherry, what a bond the two of you have shared.

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  19. This was sad but heartening. And incredibly moving. I enjoyed the rhyming, too.

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  20. Agree with all the other comments here - this is a beautiful poem that brings tears to my eyes - I can't also help but feel that there is a larger picture here of wildness of wandering and of ultimate connection when we gain whatever wisdom is needed to see that we are not alone - Just beautiful (forgive me if my interpretation was not your intention).

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  21. I like the fact that this inner beast is so persistent, still circling the forest, and waiting...

    A Dozen Whirls

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  22. Sherry, you will be reunited again. That I do know!

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  23. Several layers of reality can be sung into this poem. I was reminded of Mary Oliver with your words, especially with the last line of biting emotion...

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  24. exquisite.the longing, the care,the restless drive...all packed into a marvelous poem.

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  25. The question that got to me is:
    How can a heart be
    wild and tame,
    together?
    A good question... it seems to me to be an important consideration. We cannot deny who and what we are and I like how instead of seeking to deny the wildness you're seeking collaboration in order to maintain wholeness, inclusion. Well done.

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  26. Wonderful poem Sherry, I like the wild and tame at heart sounds as if you two accepted each as is without change.

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  27. This totem seems so much a part of you--beautiful write Sherry!

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  28. This moved me to tears. Animals get me every time.

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  29. How can a heart be
    wild and tame,
    together?
    We forged a bond
    nothing in life
    can sever.

    Poignant. What you shared is amazing.

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  30. How can a heart be
    wild and tame,
    together?
    We forged a bond
    nothing in life
    can sever.

    Poignant. WHat you shared is amazing.

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  31. There's an awful lot of tear jerkers this week. Thanks for sharing

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  32. Wonderful, Sherry! I think you must have perfectly expressed this, your familiar yet archetypal companion.

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  33. A wonderful companion to match. A brilliant take, Sherry! One takes care of the living and others fall into place! Nicely!

    Hank

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  34. Sherry,

    This poem is quite simply you and your spirited and bonded friend. You the wild wolf woman, being cared for by the spirit and bond of the wolf friend. I like your closeness with that animal Sherry. An earth blessing I think:)

    Hope you have a lovely, brand new week Sherry. Spring is still missing here. Lots and lots of snow!!!
    Best wishes,
    Eileen:)

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  35. Pup's voice sings and brings
    a tear

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  36. I really like this, but I dare not read it again for I think I will cry.

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  37. My inner wolf is black and his name is Raffi. I do believe he is drawn to you because of Pup and all that the two of you shared. This was deeply moving Sherry, as well as satisfying. Thank you,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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  38. we do have our own wild moments don't we? and taming ourselves for life is quite a challenge...perhaps, thats is why it never misses an exclamation mark!

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  39. It's all about balance, no? Fierce piece.

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  40. To connect with one's primal, intense, wild and uninhibited nature once in a while is good. Like a breather away from all the mental fetters.

    An absolute favourite. :)

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  41. This is soo good... Brilliant work from the perspective of a savage beast...:-)

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