~ Grey My Dear ~

Wolves in the folds ... Of cotton sheets

Wolves in the folds ... Of calling sheep

Nightmares haunting ... The children’s sleep

Nighttime howling ... Surrounds the bleats;

Their grinning, growling ... Well-licked jowls

Those forlorn, lore-filled ... Chilling howls

Sharpest, shining ... Dissecting fangs

Bellies besieged ... Of hunger pangs;

The wolves have come ... The greys, my dear

Our time has come ... The greys are here.

-- Misery

Author's Note

“Once more into the Fray. Into the last good Fight I'll ever know.
Live and Die on this day. Live and Die on this day.”
(untitled quote from “The Grey”)

Reviews

[Dara]

A very haunting excellent write my dear friend. It gave me goosebumps as i read. I can just picture the sharp white fangs and piercing eyes. Well done says I!

[Misery]

Thank you, dear poet.
Your true kindness is ever remembered and ever appreciated.

[Dara]

It comes easily in response to such a lovely soul as yourself. Have a very blessed weekend my friend.