Arctic Wolf (Original Version) Poem by Ian McArthur

Arctic Wolf (Original Version)

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The arctic wolf that runs alone
Light on the frost, skin and bone
Lives by a melancholy tone
It has nothing softer than stone
Last of a family it has never known

The arctic wolf lays her hide
In the den of those who have all died
Every night, prayers to the moon are cried
For its pains, a friend, a guide
But it does not listen.

The arctic wolf is driven on
gray bolt across the freezing dawn
Starvation has it played, its little pawn
Beat of paws on endless crystal lawn
Nothing. Noting at all.

The night brings in a more cruel cold
Again it pleads, again its told
The emptiness has an icy hold
the hurting heart begins to fold
The arctic wolf, soon only mould.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Natasha Kirke 14 November 2012

The short, harsh life of the arctic fox told in rhymes and a wonderful arrangent of words! I get great visual imagery from this poem! It is very gloomy but beautiful - hmm...us humans are rather attracted to gloom, I know that I love morbid and gloomy art, songs and poetry!

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Elena Sandu 23 June 2011

This is a jewel of a write! Who wouldn't love it? ! I am glad you could rewrite it, lucky again, (I can never remember what I write, I just put them in a hurry without much thoughts and then forget all about, lol.) Thank you for writing such a beautiful poem! Looved it! !

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Ouch G. Hetrick 27 April 2011

I really am inspired by that. :) The ending is really teary and the rhyming is good. :)

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Squamish, British Columbia
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