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Cave woman,
dressed in skins, and pelts,
comes out of her cave,
sits by the fire,
looks up at the stars.
In her heart is a wordless longing,
that she has not yet language for.
Beside her,
her wolf-pup
lifts his muzzle to the sky
and howls mournfully
at the moon.
The human begins to thump
a steady beat
against her knee.
It grows in intensity and rhythm
until she, too,
tilts her head far back
and makes sounds in her throat
that have no interpretation,
yet describe her longing
perfectly.
The first poem.
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Gay, over at dVerse, has set a challenge for poets to write about poetry: what it means to us, what makes it great, etc. This leaped out of my head, Wild Woman that I am :) Congrats to dVerse on its one year anniversary. I remember the excitement when you began. You run a GREAT site. Kudos!!!!
Sherry, this is positively beautiful. I love it.
ReplyDeleteHoooooowl....
ReplyDeleteLovely images in this Sherry. I can just see you and Pup doing this too :) Wolves are such beautifully and majestic, ill treated and misunderstood, creatures.
This was a great idea, Sherry. The ending is my favorite:
ReplyDelete"tilts her head far back
and makes sounds in her throat
that have no interpretation,
yet describe her longing
perfectly.
The first poem"
ah i am howling as well...fun to think the first utterance is a poem....and that she figured a beat out as well...that took me a bit..smiles.
ReplyDeleteI like the interpretation of her longing, with her young pup ~ howl long and deep Sherry ~
ReplyDeleteI'm digging' this!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. I usually write to dVerse; but today was one of those days I could not as I had too much going on......but the subject resonates with me, and I am glad YOU wrote to it.
ReplyDeletelove that it starts with the howling..then the beat...and how she howls along.. those are the poems that come straight from the heart..
ReplyDeleteYou got a big 'ol grin from me with this.
ReplyDeleteOw-oooo, etc. . . . and thus is myth--spiritual story and parable--born. I like this very much.
ReplyDeleteGood story and feel of poetry's roots
ReplyDeleteWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF! I love all of Wolf Woman. And her Pup. There is an abandon to this poem, Sherry, a purity and energy that I really enjoyed. You did well by the prompt, my dear, and I hope this finds you feeling great. Love, Amy
ReplyDeletehttp://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/07/13/twofer-serenity-leaders-and-bleeders/
Arwoooooo! You have us all baying at the moon! Great writing, fabulous in the morning. And look...doggy...I lost my Chester last year...
ReplyDeleteI like a good story poem, and this one fits the bill.
ReplyDeleteSomething like that, yes. Vividly imagined and portrayed - what poetry is all about!
ReplyDeleteyes, fierce
ReplyDeleteYou are so original - seeking and finding the source of all this! Fantastic!
ReplyDeleteoooh, that first verse. so clear and strong! i love this, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteIn her heart is a wordless longing,
ReplyDeletethat she has not yet language for...
These lines really give voice to that nameless longing we all feel at times.
i feel as if she is going through a transformation.
ReplyDeletetruly appreciate that you incorporated your love for word, for wolf, for the wide expanse of Nature and space. i howl to this mi amiga. your last verse captured me deeply...
ReplyDeleteThe first poem, the first song, and surely both are as old as heartbreak and longing--how like you to find a wolf-pup to open that door, Sherry.
ReplyDeletethis has such a primitive feel to it. i can almost see the vikings carving the symbols into norse runes! ahhh, so lovely.
ReplyDeletestacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/
This felt magical in ways that I can't seem to find the words for. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteAnother great spiritual poem..I just adore your work..
ReplyDeleteMy Adi (beagle dog) loved for me to hug her:
ReplyDelete"The human begins to thump
a steady beat
against her knee.
It grows in intensity and rhythm
until she, too,
tilts her head far back "
I think she had a foot fetish too, she loved for me to rub her with my feet.
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Sheer music!
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