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Call of the Wolves

A Poem by:

Jacqui Thornton

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A shadow slinks

between the trees.

It slips on by

like a wayward breeze.


The icy silence

clings like a shroud.

While pale light filters

neath a moon rimmed cloud.


A rumble of sound

like a low growl.

Escalates in volume

becoming a pitched howl.


The wolves are singing

their song of life.

They are making a comeback

despite all the strife.


Their joy can be heard

in the cacophony of sound.

Noses pointed at the moon,

while seated on the ground.


Jacqui Thornton
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