The Lone Wolf

The lone wolf prowess at night
when the full moon is above
when the night is eerily quiet
he comes out and walks the streets


The lone wolf mixed colors
soft gray black and white
his sorrowful eyes brownish green
tell his story

He howls for what he has lost
howls from the memories
he howls and others howl back
making their own mournful music

The hunger is the only thing that keeps him alive
without no pack without no love
what can he do but walk?

Walk

I walk amongst
the shadow people
never to be seen

I walk amongst
the shadow people
whispering jibbereen

I walk amongst
the shadow people
the same in every light

I walk amongst
the shadow people
longing to be seen

The Perfect Stranger

Eyes as deep as sapphires

hair the color of night

laugh so deep and rich

the perfect stranger?

Eyes filled with menace
hair greasy and black
laugh edged with bitterness

the perfect stranger?

Eyes bright with love
hair gleaming in light
laugh filled with mirth

who is that at my door ?
Is it the perfect stranger?

or the guy next door