Poems about wolves



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№ 1208156

Sex or sun or wolves or rain

So fucked in the face of it
At the end of it, your perception
On the nose of it
This feeling in my nose
This tingling wall
This numby crunchy face on my face that blocks out the light and the truth and the life... that's how it feels... sorta
How crazy does that read?
I'll bet it reads ugly.
I'll bet it reads sick.
It should because its a description of drugs crazy people, ie. people like me take to try to feel less crazy
They make your god damn face feel like it jumped rebellious,
Eyes, ears, nose, throat, turned traitor.

Escitalopram
Buproin
Nuvigil
Lithium Carbonate
Quetiapine
Abilify
Risperdone
Harpoon IPA
Johnnie Walker Red Label blended scotch whiskey

It seems there can come a certain special kind of time in a man's life,
When he can feel weird and lonely enough
To type a few words
And call it poem.
Fucking Bukowski.
This is his legacy. the possibility to do what I'm doing right now.
Without that disgusting, self-centered fool
I never would have thought to try and write these weird feelings I'm feeling.

A little attention,
That's what strokes this need.
A few incidental internet readers,
To read this strangely pointless pontification
On the bits of sadness that are me.

I wish i could find an open field
And lay back comfortable
In the crisp cold air
And feel the stars shoot through me
My heart pounding in the dirt
And waiting for sex or sun or wolves or rain
Or anything else you might call "love. "

I wish for more death
Or more life
I can't stay here.


rain,  sun,  wolves.

Author: Brick Dumb Sublime
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Date: 05/04/2020


№ 1193690

The Wolves

You can count your steps one at a time
I'll keep track
Stack up the unforgivable memorys
Forget all the things I said
It doesn't matter anymore

I locked your heart outside in the
Snow
For the wolves to feast on
For them to turn the snow red

King for queen
It doesn't matter because in the end
We'll all be dead
But I'll be the one digging your grave

This is the darkness that never ends
The unforgivable memorys that lay stacked on your grave

Something in me crys for you
But you don't answer
Now the wolves are hungry and I've locked myself out


wolves.

Author: CGW
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Date: 23/03/2020

№ 1187601

Running With Wolves

Women. Making out.
I don't think I'll come back
It's just like a circle
We're on a one-way track
Looking for something
Looking for some meaning
So tell them sorry
Sorry for leaving
Do whatever you want
You can burn all my mail
I just don't feel I belong
And it's all in the detail
I don't want to do this
I don't want to conform
I don't want to be everyone else
I don't want to be the norm
And I know it will be hard
For just a l'il while, to go there all alone
But I know it's the road less travelled
Once I'm there I won't want to come home


running,  wolves.

Author: dan hinton
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Date: 17/03/2020

№ 1177437

Gray Wolves

In the stillness of a wintry
December moonlit night
Is when i think the loudest
I lay, howling at the moon
As my friendly, gray wolves do

Perched on a mountain top
Their howls harmonized
Familiar yet eerie
Appealing yet revolting
We draw closer yet withdraw
From their vicious cries

Only the gray wolves know
Their unvarnished message
Of their synchronized howling
Just as i know hidden
Behind my barking
Is you


gray,  wolves.

Author: Tom t
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Date: 08/03/2020


№ 1152908

The Last Wild Wolves

The animals
We pretend not to be
Confiding in technology
Hiding in comforts
Spirits lying dormant

We ache to belong
Never knowing how wrong

Never understanding
That we're all composed
Of the same universal song

From the Earth that inward pulls
Like the song of the last wild wolves.


wild,  wolves.

Author: Native Intuition
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Date: 15/02/2020

№ 1144768

Sailors, soldiers, wolves.

I once wrote about
Men in California
Weathered men, crust of the
Earth, salt-soaked docks off the shore
With leather sewn into their backs and
Hip bones made of steel and exhaust pipes
That smell of chicory, sweat and cayenne
Who dip women by their neck, never sleep
Never eat, only feast and when the wind
Blows they
Leave.


sailors,  soldiers,  wolves.

Author: brooke
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Date: 07/02/2020


№ 1142766

Wolves

Wolves snarl at the moon.
They plan on tearing the moon apart.
Afterwards they lock teeth.


wolves.

Author: Twilight Zone
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Date: 06/02/2020

№ 1141899

The Wolves are Dancing

I've seen the wolves a'dancing,
And the trees have all been sold
The acorns have been awhile talking
And the animals have all grown old

I've known a wind a'blowing
That rustles through all the trees,
The deer have been awhile walking
And the animals are ready to leave

I've heard rivers a'running
That smash against all the rocks
The men have been awhile hunting
And the bears have begun to talk

I've seen the wolves a'dancing
And mountains that swallow the sky
The stars have been awhile setting
While the moon shines on you and I.


dancing,  wolves.

Author: The Old River
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Date: 05/02/2020

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