"Oh, Lone Wolf"

"Oh, Lone Wolf"
Deanna Langley

Oh, Lone Wolf.
Why do you howl, so melancholy,
towards the moon so bright it illuminates
the world and reflects off of the shimmering pools made
from the tears of the sky?

Is it because you feel alone?

Oh, Lone Wolf.
Why do you weep so heavily,
creating puddles of mud,
onto the soil, so soft it mimics
clouds beneath your paws?

Is it because you feel abandoned?

Oh, Lone Wolf.
Look at the moon,
to which you sing so beautifully,
and remember the Goddess.

You are not alone.

Oh, Lone Wolf.
Look at the earth,
to which you provide and are given life,
and remember the God.

You have not been abandoned.

My dear, Lone Wolf.
Nothing lasts forever.
The birds may leave when it is there time,
But the bees and creatures of Gaea will be there to nurture her.

As will the Lord and Lady.

So, my dear, Lone Wolf.
When you feel alone,
look to the moon and howl.
And feel the Goddess's love embrace you.
Feel the God's protection shield you.

And know you will always have a home.

"Ode to the Marching Field"

Hey, guys! This introduction shall be short but sweet. So, as I have probably mentioned before, I am in Creative Writing as of this school semester. We have been writing poems so far, as I mentioned in my last post. Well, we have a chance to share our poems the day they are due and I have a very good friend who is also a very great poet. She has kindly agreed to let me post her poems on my blog. So, here is her first poem on this site.

"Ode to the Marching Field"
Lauren Hodsden

The long, white lines give me a
Sense of comfort, but also give me anxiety.

To jazz run from the 45 on Side A to the
30 on Side B in 12 counts is near impossible.

And when the grass is wet, it is as if I am
Running across a Slip 'N' Slide and the director will say,
"One more time", 5x.

There are often holes in the ground that cause me
To fall and twist my ankles.

Nevertheless, the grass is comforting and
Makes thankful that we aren't in the parking lot.