The last wolf hurried toward me
through the ruined city
and I heard his baying echoes
down the steep smashed warrens
of Montgomery Street and past
the ruby-crowned highrises
left standing
their lighted elevators useless
Passing the flicking red and green
of traffic signals
baying his way eastward
in the mystery of his wild loping gait
closer the sounds in the deadly night
through clutter and rubble of quiet blocks
I hear his voice ascending the hill
and at last his low whine as he came
floor by empty floor to the room
where I sat
in my narrow bed looking west, waiting
I heard him snuffle at the door and
I watched
He trotted across the floor
he laid his long gray muzzle
on the spare white spread
and his eyes burned yellow
his small dotted eyebrows quivered
Yes, I said.
I know what they have done.
Copyright ©: Mary TallMountain
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Melody By Scarlatti
- A Tale Of True Love poem – Alfred Austin
- When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- Cheery Beggar poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Ночной пилигрим
- Николай Языков – А. А. Елагину (Была прекрасна, весела…)
- Guillaume de Lorris Belated: A Vision of Italy by Ezra Pound
- Grumpy Old Man by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Paradise Lost: Book 02 poem – John Milton poems
- THE MOSAIC by Satish Verma
- The Captive Trumpeter by William Somervile
- Sonnet 02
- Eavesdropper by Sylvia Plath
- DEATH AND VISION by Satish Verma
- Robert Burns: The Cooper O’ Cuddy:
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
