Deep Howl
A deep howl bellows
through the dark canyon as stars
glisten through storm clouds.
through the dark canyon as stars
glisten through storm clouds.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem is about when I went backpacking last summer. There were 21 of us, and we had gotten our camp set up and had eaten dinner, so we were getting ready to go to bed. It was just starting to get dark and it looked like it would start to rain when we heard a pack of wolves howling just down the canyon. It sounded like they were pretty close. It was really cool. (and slightly frightening)