In dreams the black wolf
enters the room and I sleep
while it quietly cirlces the bed
I awake in sweat and tears and
while the room is empty I smell
what left, what circled, and I know
he visited. Again.
In dreams the black wolf
enters the room and I sleep
while it quietly cirlces the bed
I awake in sweat and tears and
while the room is empty I smell
what left, what circled, and I know
he visited. Again.
7 responses to “Poem – Black Wolf”
are you using a simile for depression!! I ask because the wolf reminds me of the black dog that sometimes visits me. I do hope it is not connected and just a poem that is circling around your head!!
It was not a conscious simile, and I love hearing your interpretation of the poem. It is a couple of stanzas of a little bit longer piece, that needs more work. I thought this one stood nicely on its own. Part of the inspiration came form the movie “The Grey”. And in a larger context, what do we fear, what is following, what is primal and to what extent do we change to deal with it.
I see all that and I have heard of the Grey I need to look it up!! I am glad you are okay!! 😉
Thank you, appreciate the concern. It is interesting though how the unconscious mind, the things we are not aware of each day, surface without us knowing. I suppose being more aware of our self, allows this to happen as the gate is open and ready.
Yes that is what I think too, as we sleep we drift from one world to another.
Do you think these worlds we drift to, we have visited before? Perhaps another life in the past or the future?
yes most definitely I do or even different dimensions.