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I've Been Howling (Reprise)

The forest, as if in suspended animation

Exploded in a cacophony of sound

 

It was nothing more than a twig

Snapping beneath the weight of a padded paw

 

Yet, the silence was shattered by this atypical step

By this stealthy dark shadow slowly moving through the forest

 

His heart raced!

His usual calm...replaced by an awkward anticipation

 

Earlier, a howl he had heard off in the distance

So familiar, yet as if from another lifetime, beckoned

 

Ahead, with the dusky sky as it's canvas

A giant white pine stands as a sentinel, protecting...

 

...a lone silent figure...

 

Carefully, quietly, he approached

"I can hear you" said the now, not so silent figure

"In fact, the whole forest can!" she giggled

 

His golden eyes, now, intently stared directly into hers

"I heard your howl", he said attentively

"I knew U would come", she assuredly replied, "U are always there for me."

 

As he drew closer, she asked..."Am I dreaming?"

"Does it matter?", he inquired

 

Her breath quickened, slowly fracturing

As did her fragile spine as her body contorted

 

Into a shifting form, that would mimic his

Strong and sinewy

 

Rejuvenated, she moved with assurance

Once again, feeling familiarity in this form

 

In her sheen coat of white fur, she now stood

Next to him, and his coat of fur that matched the raven's wing

 

They stood in contrasting, yet symbiotic fashion

He pulled her closer, and without making a sound

Gestured that it was time for them to go...

 

 

(c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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shawn-white-eagle
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Aug 21, 2013
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This poem, well, probably more story than poem, was written for someone very special and was inspired by a number of writings of  that someone who is very dear to me...I know this is something with very deep meaning to them, and is actually a "reprise" of sorts to one of their recent poems of the same title..  I purposely left the story open ended, perhaps that certain someone will "reprise" my reprise. :-)  I love U Lobo!

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