Poems of the Wolf

Planted you in a pot, 

Sat on a school window.

Watered you and your sisters day after day.

I remembered being excited, hoping for a pumpkin by fall. 

Had to take you home,

But you were getting to big.

Didn’t have a bigger pot or a yard for you.

Cats and dog would’ve chewed on you as a sprout.

I was sad,

Had to give you away. 

But i lived near the local garden

And I got to watch you grow and become ripe.

Emotions are like a roller coaster you get on while blinded;

You never know how high you’ll go,

Or how low your stomach will sink.

All you can really do is ride it out and hope for the best.

Everyday is the same kind of pattern.

Work, eat, sleep.

Over and over again.

Work, eat, sleep.

Same pattern over and over.

Nothing seems to change.

And when you try something new,

There you are

A sweet little thing.

Abandoned and alone,

Wanted dead for simply existing.

So weak, so small, so frail.

We took you in and 

We gave you warmth

We gave you food.

We did everything we could to save you.

A soft little kitten, mewing for help.

When you laid there choking,

We tried to save you then too.

We rushed you to the vet and….

You watch over us now, on your little perch.

A glass bottle full of your fur

Sitting high atop the shelf where all can see.

A little star, Hope.

I am tired of looking around

And seeing others knock each other down.

I am tired of this bull crap I see everyday.

I view the towns, I view the cities

As one big giant village,

And aren't we, the residents of this village,

Supposed to help build one another up?

Instead we are knocking each other down.

We, as humans, have so much potential;

To be kind, to be caring, 

To grow into whatever we want to be.

So why don’t we build each other up?

Why don’t we work as a village?

I am tired of looking around,

Beware the forest as it lies; 

It baits all who come near it.

Beware the forest as it steals;

The lives of the children belong to it.

The tiny lights flicker around the trees.

“Come hither,” they call to those who watch.

Don’t fall for the bait, for lives are at stake,

And before you know it your gone.

What is the tastiest thing you ever had in your life?

A question I love to ask.

Food is a passion of mine, 

as one who sees me can see.

Yes, I am chubby, I am fat.

But let me tell you why:

It isn’t because I indulge myself on too much food

But rather genetics that just make it hard to lose.

So after years of fighting it, I accept who I am,

And always ask others what they love to eat.

I find it interesting, and even try them myself.

Some I find tasty, others not my cup of tea.

Either way, it never hurt to try,

The world is spinning beneath my feet.

Around, around, and around. 

Around the sun, around the day, 

Around the night, around the time.

The world is spinning beneath my feet.

Some days we can feel it, and it makes us dizzy.

Most days we feel nothing as we spin slowly in the air.

We always know however, that we are always spinning

You have blue eyes that sparkle in the light;

Framed perfectly by your white face.

Your red fur is smooth and silky,

The perfect protection against the outside’s cold embrace.

Your gray, white, and black colored siblings

Are just as lovely as you will be.

And although you live by our human sides,

The wild in you never ceases to amaze.

Howl at the moon, bright child;

Howl along side the wolves of the mountains.

Run free and play with the winds and the leaves.

Leap through the air and land in a pile of snow

I steal your coat because of its warmth.

I steal your coat because of its smell.

It brings me comfort, it keeps me calm.

When you’re gone, I hold it tight. 

When it's gone along with you,

 I’m worried and sad.

I steal your bed until you come home.

I steal your blankets until you go to bed.

I steal the otter you were given,

I hold it tight until you’re next to me.

Until you’re back and safe,

Until you’re next to me again,

I steal your coat and keep it safe for when you return.

.For even though I know you’ll be back for me,

I’ll catch you as you fall;

Fall from despair,

Fall from grace.

I’ll catch you as you fall, 

For you’re my greatest friend in space.

I’ll put you on a pedestal, where the stars shine the brightest.

And I’ll catch as you fall, for that is my only wish. 

I want to be there for you always,

To help you stand when you can’t.

I want to be there for when you fall, 

For i’ll catch you when you do.

I’m a shoulder for you to cry on,

A net for when you slip.

I’m a barrel for the rain,

To help keep you safe.

Time and time again,I’ll help you stand.

I’ll put you back on your pedestal, 

For that's where the stars shine the brightest.

You are the stars that twinkle in my eye,

So, to me that's where you belong.

I’ll catch you as you fall, 

Click clack, ding, I’ll take your money please.

Yes, I take yelling and complaints if you have none please.

All I am doing is my job, which is to serve your every need.

In the back is where I rest, charging with no dreams.

Mindless actions with no thoughts,

Mindless actions is my expertise. 

A mindless robot is who I am meant to be. 

At least that is what you think,

At least that is what you want us to be.

We have dreams of our own,

Thoughts that fill our every moment.

We aren’t as mindless as you hope,

Not as mindless as you think.

We do our jobs so we can live.

So Click clack ding, I’ll take your money please.

I am tired of your yelling,

I am tired of your screams.

Click clack ding, get out if you’ll please,

Tread lightly on this winding path,

For any turn can lead to grief.

Tread confidently on this unknown path,

For turning back is only brief. 

Fear not, fellow adventure, for I am traveling too;

So I’ll reach my hand out to you.

We can travel together, find our home soon,

We can travel together, just you and I as two.

We’ll tread along this path, and watch the stories unfold,

We’ll make sure our adventures will never go untold.

So please, my closest friend in life, 

Don’t leave me on the side.

I promise I'll always be with you,

And the demons that follow you, consider them slewed..

For your light should always shine

Inquisitive and fascinated

Unprimitive and calculated

Intolerant of cruelty and anarchy,

The tropical bronze sons of monarchy

With their webbed feet

And scales unlike sleet

Lives and wages war down under

Bellow the tropical storm thunder.

Ruling the seas with strong, iron beaks