A Wolf and a Rabbit

A wolf walks alone and wonders about the way of the world.

The moon shines down from the heavens, and I readily lament it.

    I sing my praise unto the stars, but they do not grace my presence.

Wandering through this darkness, and I wonder where I am.

    My path leads me to nightmares, so I do not understand.

Is there any sunshine on a very different road?

    No creatures stir before me, and none my path below.

So I wonder if the heavens will take pity on my anguished soul.

   Still, a pround bunny before me stops and simply stares with hatred,

He wonders why I am alone in this cold, chilly darkness.

    "You should be asleep," he begins to taunt me.

I cut him off mid-sentance, with these words of advantage.

    "Do not wonder all alone, for it's a long, long way,

I wish you all the best for your short numbered days."

    The rabbit stares quite blankly, nearly out of fright.

I wish I was not born a wold, so I might not walk so lonely.

    Tears roll down my hallowed cheeks as I watched him sprint away.

How could I expect a companion with my sad, subtle ways?

    My journey is mine alone, which is something I now know.

The moon shines down, mocking from the heavens hight above.

    I stare at the dark, cynical sky, and wonder if I'm truly alone.

Reviews

[THE BLACK SEAL]

i loved the fable style of storytelling you used for this. It had a native american feel to it...very cool

[Lee W. Deason]

You did excellent at expressing the dream state through out.
The dialog as cool.
I like the imagination.
�Lee�

[Kevin Andros]

I found this very deep. LIke something you were trying to tell me, some kind of message you were trying to give the readers. Some message is hidden in between the lines. How vividly you have imagined a wolf wondering and Wandering! You know, that is really great. The rabbit crossing the path with the wolf and runs away unsatched was the part that really intrigued me. Are there predators in this world who are good? I'ven't met like this before. I would like to decipher the true thoughts of the poem. I liked the opening lines a lot:

The moon shines down form the heavens, and I readily lament it.

I sing my praise unto the stars, but they do not grace my presence.


It tells us that even if someone means the world for you, that does not necessarily means that you will mean the same to them.

Altogether, A nice peice. Couple of typos I found, I 'll try to point that out in the notes. Overall, a great write. ~KA~