#wolf poems on Hello Poetry

Rey 3h

Jaws

Wagging your tail around you saw something pretty and wanted it. It had feathers that let the sun shine off them reflecting into your eyes.

You chased it wanting the pretty thing

You caught it wagging your tail in pleasure

Your jaws tighten on it to secure your new catch

But it wasn't yours

And it never was to begin with

You never meant to hurt it

But you did.

You set it down gently, the pleased feeling stopped short with disgust in yourself

Now it's gone, never to fly around and have the light glimmer off it, never to flap about with it's flock again.

Gone forever because you wanted that pretty thing and were so foolish you let it disappear forever never to be free again

Only thing left of it is the blood of guilt on your jaws left to sink in as your jaws did to the pretty thing.

#dog #wolf #dogs #innocence #stolen #taken #sad

Narin Mar 31

To Change is To Survive, The Wolf understood.

The Wolf, it hungered, while you stayed warm,
Bound to its pack, shaped by the storm,
Through frost and through famine,
The Wolf, it did suffer, while The Dog lay secure.

But when disaster did strike, stealing Dog's home,
She was left to the frost, forsaken, alone,
She wandered as prey, and trembled in fear,
Until one day, she saw naught but a pack,
Warm, safe numbers, a home-- one she lacked,
And so she found herself The Wolf,
Mercy, she asked, May I join your pack?

The Wolf, it snarled, when she begged for stay,
Herald The Dog who yearns for warmth!
When she had comfort when we had naught!
The Dog bowed her head, but she could not,
Explain to The Wolf what it owed her not.

The Dog, she wandered, searching for fire,
But the world was not warm as her home had once been.
So she carved her own pack,
Starved through the winter,
Charged into battle, unraveled by the years,
And so came to be, The Dog was assured,
That in her place, The Wolf endured.

Written 31/03/25
What is a Dog if not a fledgling Wolf? She'll have to grow wings and fly if she wants to survive. The Wolf knows this well; For it too was once a lone Dog.

#wolf #dog #trauma #cycle #ptsd #suffering #community #enduring

Sam S Mar 22

Lone wolf

They whispered that he was alone because he had to be,
that some creatures are too wild to stay,
too restless to belong.

But the wolf remembers…
the warmth of the fire,
the weight of a world that once welcomed him.
And he knows now: it wasn’t his wildness they feared,
but the way he saw through the shadows.

The wolf knows better.
The howl was never a warning,
never a call for chaos—
but a song for the lost,
a promise that no one walks alone.

So he left them in their silence,
turned his voice to the moon,
where the lonely still listen,
where the echoes do not twist—
but repeat the truth,
for those ready to hear it.

#lone #wolf #moonlight

Emery Feine Mar 2

Sheep in Wolf’s Clothing

Is a sheep no longer innocent
When it has grown up with wolves
When its fleece is no longer white
When it is stained with blood?

Is it justifiable when it kills
If it weeps afterwards
If it kills to eat
If it kills to live

Is the sheep no longer pure
When it is in a wolf’s fur
When blood drips down its teeth
The same blood in its heart

And when that “sheep” is torn apart
And left to die in the wood
Will its pack remember it as one of them
Will it be remembered as a wolf?

“In all our lives, there is a fall from innocence. A time after which, we are never the same.” -Patrick Rothfuss

#sheep #lamb #wolf #blood #innocence #wood #purity #sheepinwolfsclothing

Kristoph Noleman Feb 15

The Hunt of Fate

Fate is cruel, as a lone wolf in the night:
It cares not about your hopes, your dreams,
It disregards your wants and your needs;
For it wants nothing more than to feast.

Night falls in the forest, you are on your own.
From the dark, you hear a chilling howl,
Unaware that Fate is on the prowl;
Your end foretold only by an owl.

It lurks in the darkness, you feel its presence.
Is it the shadow behind your back?
You can feel it breathing down your neck;
You can't yet see it, it is pitch black.

The moonlight shines down, finally you spot it.
A terrifying sight, your eyes lock,
Your heart skips a beat, you are in shock;
The sky filled by a murderous flock.

With its cover blown, the animal gives chase.
You try to run, hoping to escape,
Give it your all, you are in good shape;
You trip and you fall, can't run from Fate.

The beast draws near, running is of little use.
Out of options, unwilling to die,
Might seem foolish, but you have to try!
Back on your feet, it's not yet goodbye!

The battle begins, a test of strength and will.
It's jaws are lethal, claws full of might,
But regardless, you must win this fight;
Someone's blood will be spilt on this night.

The war is exhausting, you're evenly matched.
Eye for an eye is how you two brawl,
A limb for a limb, someone must fall,
Slowly but surely, you will stand tall!

The fighting goes on for hours, if not longer.
It's end awaited by hungry crows.
And finally, with a mighty blow
You manage to overcome your foe!

Fate falls at your hands, the wolf lies at your feet.
You have done it, fought with tooth and nail,
Challenged fate and lived to tell the tale;
I am doing the same...

#wolf #fate #hope #love #rejection