a huntscape
in white,
burn bright, burn bright.
Sickle and slice,
sickle and slice.
A blood-painted sky,
a huntscape
in white,
burn bright, burn bright.
Wolf, howl, find
your prey,
make ghosts tonight,
ghosts tonight.
© 2014 Jennifer Wagner
for my seven-year-old, who
loves arctic wolves
This sends a chill up my spine! Very cool poem...
ReplyDeleteI love this poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful.....as is the wolf. This poem has an eeriness to it though, as I can hear the wolf's howl!
ReplyDeleteThis takes me back to my Jack London days. How I would read my White Fang book in the middle of the night so comfortable on my bed.
ReplyDeleteLovely execution!
ReplyDeleteThis is like a shaman's shant - I hear drums and see the glowing ember in addition to the sky burning by the setting sun.
ReplyDeletethe repetitions seem like a chant, a call to the wolf on winter.
ReplyDeleteby the way, have you heard about the movie "Wolf Children"? It's a Japanese animated film... maybe your 7 year old will like it.
Enter a stranger's realm at your own risk. Tread carefully and take gifts for the residents. The poem had a lovely 'feel' to it.
ReplyDeletea beauty... i like the ending... make ghosts tonight..
ReplyDeletevery cool rhyhthm in this one... love the repetition as well... makes it all the more intense
ReplyDeleteLove this as it echoes down a snow covered valley and howls with the wolves!
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
there is a haunting, fearsome quality to these lines which capture the predatory instincts of the wolf
ReplyDeleteMagical 'huntscape'...feeling the vast space for wild...enchanted words...I imagine, how your son loves this poem....
ReplyDeleteAsI write this morning, the sun is now up but when I got up the sky was 'blood-pained' so your poem resonates with me all the more.
ReplyDeleteexcellent. very nice rhythm
ReplyDeleteYes, like a shaman's chant and I so love it!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. The wolf is hunted and hunting.
ReplyDeleteJennifer--this is outstanding!
ReplyDeleteThat must be a mature 7 year old! I love the merging of sound, hunger, death, ghosts and chorus.
ReplyDeleteI hope your seven year old enjoys this as much as I do. I must be part wolf. I secretly howl at the moon.
ReplyDeleteThe ghost maker...the wolf.
ReplyDeleteVivid, nice read.
This is like a chant, as others also have mentioned. Cool, vivid, powerful. Wolves are fascinating.
ReplyDeleteI love them, too!
ReplyDeleteI can smell the ice and snow and frost in the air . . . goosebumps. The piece goes right to one's core - a haunting incantation.
ReplyDeleteCool and vicious as prowling night.. Shhhhhh...be careful of where you want to step in..;)
ReplyDeleteI loved this...reminds me of a fairytale. Mystical and magical.
ReplyDeletecool echo there in the end..love the wolves too...
ReplyDeletemy aunt collects wolf paintings and other art so i usually
look for something this time of year...would be cool to see one
in real life...just not coming for me...smiles.
I really enjoy the simple scene and the repetition. It makes for a very vivid poem.
ReplyDeleteOuch! Scary!!!
ReplyDeleteNice photo and verse, as always! _m
ReplyDeleteBeware of wolves but aren't they beautiful creatures!! nice post and picture! MERRY CHRISTMAS & A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR:))
ReplyDeletecool :) ~
ReplyDeleteDelightful Jennifer ~ I read this out loud and found it rich and imaginative ~
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