A dark mountain has swallowed you
Hands stretched out over the last ember

Everything stopped that December

Years ago and a new year not yet begun

Your poetess wrapped in wolf fur
And other tragedies

Like love ~~ not for sure, for sure.



~ by blueangelwolf on January 29, 2014.

8 Responses to “Devour”


  2. this one touches me. The words of the walking wounded so poetically bound in gossamer linen and wolf fur. ❤

  3. great use of words, blueangelwolf. holds such meaning in history in it, yet can still speak to the reader too.

  4. Thank you for your time, for reading my work, for sharing the way you live with it all.

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