The Wolf Man

The Wolf Man

A Chapter by Dave Brown



Up upon the Arctic swell

Where polar bears don’t wish you well

Where igloos are formed of ice

And living there demands a price


A tyke on a kayak fishing trip

When rough waters made him slip

Then hit a wave, fell overboard

While his family onward oared 


Too late that they saw him gone

But luck brought a seal along

That carried him to a far shore

There left alone, this child of four


Cold and crying on his back

Was found there by a wild wolf pack

To their den in the great unknown

To raise him as their very own


He learned to fish and to hunt

While just a little scrawny runt

Soon ran freely with the pack

Hunting game he’d learned to track


He fought the grizzly bear and won

Tamed the foxes, every one

On bare feet tougher than shoes

Caught the Cariboo in twos


In his self-made beaver coat

He out-climbed the mountain goat

And was as mean as any wolverine

That the Arctic had ever seen


His hunting skills became legend

To lead the pack, he was destined

When on the day the alpha male

Became too old and too frail


And it came that fateful day

When that great beast down to stay

And the boy raised in the wild

Now fulfilled his role as nature’s child


The stories told round campfire haunts

Told tall tales of the wolf-man’s jaunts

Of where in weather of sixty below

He hunted through the arctic snow


The pack he led did rarely appear

Scarcely glimpsed by mountaineer

Till one day a sweet child was lost

In the Arctic chill and frost


She had wandered lost, to mountainside

The wolfpack heard, as she cried

The wolfman took her in his arms

Carried her softly to the lowland farms


The legend tells of his great size

And of the gentle in his eyes

And of the small child in his arm

That he had returned safe and warm


When they returned to their tract

The legend continued of the wolfman’s pack

And to all those living there around

The pack’s land has become hallowed ground






© 2021 Dave Brown

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Epic...a bit of a stray from Lon Chaney's Wolfman...where is the mirror? the turning?
just kidding...i like this tale....
that which looks so scary can turn out to be so gentle and caring.
works well with the rhyme...
and the idea of one who was saved by odd circumstances saves another through same.

Posted 5 Months Ago

Dave Brown

5 Months Ago

just the result of an overly active imagination
Thanks for visit
After reading Bad Bunny's epic poem (night B4 xmas), I had vowed to do at least one long epic poem this December. Reading this, now I'm deflated. This is too good! Damn you! Now I can't imagine myself thinking up such a long interesting & tangled storyline while also maintaining rhythm & rhyme like a master . . . you've done it. I doubt if I can do it. But I'm still aimin' to try (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Months Ago

Dave Brown

5 Months Ago

Perhaps it could be about Lola's harrowing lonely night out in the freezing weather, heartbroken and.. read more

5 Months Ago

Thank you for that intense injection of imagination, much needed, I'll use it wisely! *wink! wink!*
Dave Brown

5 Months Ago

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