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The Song of Morning Star

An autumn moon shone overhead,

 

The shadowed trees filled with dread.

 

Out of darkness came a howl,

 

Fur and fang from inside cowl.

 

During daylight hours Morning Star shone,

 

When night came down she ran alone.

 

Shedding clothes and skin and manners within.

 

Shedding good and evil and all of her kin.

 

Morning Star! The people would wail.

 

Dog and horse led to a ****** trail.

 

Out of home, out of time,

 

She runs on two to find her kind.

 

Morning Star! Her sister spoke,

 

Her brothers arrows armed and broke.

 

Morning Star! Run to wilderness run,

 

On four paws away from sun.

 

Morning Star! The pack has claim,

 

And nothing will ever be the same.

 

Run with wolves, a Midnight Star,

 

Run with wolves to reaches far.

 

A skinwalker newly made inside out

 

Morning Star, Morning Star, the people shout.

 

But none of her was left to hear,

 

Black fur for hair, claws for spear.

 

Morning Star to Midnight Star under autumn moon.

 

Midnight Star, the hunters come for you soon.

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Written by
annie-hintsala
Published
May 17, 2010
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This is one I wrote last year, based on some Native American Legends. I revisit it every now and again, trying out new things and wondering what works and what doesn't. Any thoughts?

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