The Wolf of the Midnight Call

by BlueEyedMystery   Jun 9, 2006


Eyes of yellow, gold and brown,
Shinning like fireflies,
Through the dark of the night,
You sing your sad song,
At the sight of the moon,
That we may never know the words to,
You move so swiftly and silently,
I don't know where you are,
Or where you might be,
The look in your eyes,
Makes you look so understanding and wise,
You are a creature of the night,
Who travels only by moonlight,
Your name is known to all,
Which I like to call,
The wolf of the midnight call.

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  • 17 years ago

    by LadyPearl

    It could go under nature or the dark section. Great job, sounds like one of those poems in a fantasy book.

  • 17 years ago

    by Bug1219

    I liked it it could go under nature i guess ya kno

  • 17 years ago

    by Bug1219

    I liked it it could go under nature i guess ya kno

  • 17 years ago

    by Dave

    Short and sweet wish i was abel to keep my thoughts summed up like this very nice 5/5 for you

  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    I think this one can go under nature. It was a lovely write, and the 'wolf' is my favourite animal, so I was very excited when I read this poem! Awesome stuff.

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