Will you read my poem (Howling)? (Thank you!)?

-[Howling]



The wolf of Pindos Forest has an insightful assertion

not an uncultured death-making, of values, immersion

decisively his mandragora enthralls an animal right

something that lives in the electrons of a dark light.



(One who builds a house on sticks may have a cause

to be his friend, because his genuine soul will fight

when worthiness visits any threshold of hurt souls

the wolf will howl in night, for any over-crossed right.)



Howls the wolf, the night, a blanket silently covers

the sounds submerge, as the shadows become alive

a howling in full moon, his company of sounds gathers

prayers, a howling, as quietness austerely subsides.



Howls the wolf, the night, a dominion of crimson shed

awakes, a destiny of the forest thirsty rules attained

the wolf will run, and run, as a Plutonian kingdom wed

to catch, and catch a carnal mortised joint suspended



a second caress on alive skin, shudders, his cynodon

submerges, verterbrae crushing, crimson, cynodont

clade, crimson, a howling-supercilious, a forest abandon

all freezes in horror, a maenad deity of arterial bonds



He runs, he runs, covering the miles like fire, his impiety

as the folliage shudders waiting, exceeding, transfusion

of life's isotropy, an impertinent role, of dim superiority

as Crimson rules, itches in his veins to taste this infusion.



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Pindos = A large mountain chain in Northern Greece

Plutonian = Pluto, brother of Zeus, the ruler of Hades

the underworld.

cynodon = Greek, the dog tooth

cynodont = vertebrate animal clade

isotropy = uniformity in all directions

mandragora = a plant with purplish flowers. It was thought

to have mystical powers, it is identified to the Moira of fate,

destiny, that rules our live's length. Medical, lethal in overdose,

atropine derives from its root.'something that lives in the electrons of a dark light.'<<< I once used the name Dark Light as a misnomer also a song by H.I.M. one of my favorites



'Howls the wolf, the night, a blanket silently covers

the sounds submerge, as the shadows become alive

a howling in full moon, his company of sounds gathers

prayers, a howling, as quietness austerely subsides.'>>>the imagery is great as well as the imagined audials that accompany Wolf, I saw heard and felt the slinking shadow-shapes



'a second caress on alive skin, shudders, his cynodon

submerges, verterbrae crushing, crimson, cynodont

clade, crimson, a howling-supercilious, a forest abandon

all freezes in horror, a maenad deity of arterial bonds'

>>>This is a perfect way to describe transformatin or shapeshift of wolf to man



and here is the HOWLING song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLSpj7q6_鈥?/a>Nice realistic poem!
Kind of scary. I'm glad it's still light out where I am...
Good mornin,

I enjoyed this, even I dint understand some of it but love that you bring the Wolf so strongly into the piece, and since I have a Wolf, I wanted to read this. Plus thank you for the lesson at th end. I like when you do that.
I'll tell you what , a lot of the words are not familiar to me I think Gio goes under the name armourer of the Gods and lives in his language . now I'm lost in thought as I'm thinking of you as a wolf man

the night has fallen and its still light, I hear the Wolf howling loaded with titles , with imposing names owulf-man your making me frightened now LOl ..:)



something that lives in the electrons of a dark light...( this is great .).



Thank you Gio