Crescent Wolf

The silhouettes howl their

melancholic echoes

resonate in moonscapes,

Leaves shake with the heartache

of the lost feral souls

and torment of darkness.

.

Cosmic holograms

shine in the velvet

backdrop, ebony

skies and mountain tops.

Dreams chill in cold air.

.

Sorrow succumbs

to solitude

as crescent moons

sing lullabies.

.

The wolf sighs

Heavens pray

for repose.

.

Peace comes,

pain numbed.

.

Sleep.

.

©Jacqui Slade

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